thirty one

You shall be my roots and
I will be your shade
Though the sun burns my leaves

You shall quench my thirst and
I will feed you fruit
Though time takes my seed

And when I’m lost and can tell nothing
of this earth
You will give me Hope

And my voice you will always have
And my hand you shall always have

For I will shelter you
And I will comfort you
And even when we are nothing left
Even in death
I will remember you.

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