Stick 131 - Trilogy of Movement

Three beginner leaves on one young stick...

There we were
set in stone
often frozen to the bone

Whenever we felt brave enough
we carefully skirted around the subject of what had happened to us
and we stood as three wanting so much to be part of one tree

We lived our lives seperate and apart
we yearned as we learned about matters of the heart
we always found it hard, because we so missed that vital mutual start

Then out of the blue
Like flying carpet magic that came true
we suddenly knew we found the answering tree that stood ready to set us free

And here we are now
All three of us in the trilogy of our mutual movement
All three of us living a life in harmony with a love now entirely fluent