You wanted to climb his tree; the most difficult of all. Risking to fall and destroy yourself a bit.
But then you fell on his precipice and your heart brokes in pieces. Some heal, other persist in that desert place.
It is only the begging. The begging to a sad beat, crying among the roots of that tree, poor living thing. And… from your tears appeared a flower. Turned out to be a yellow violet.
Pseudònim: Unknown