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As above and so below

I ground my mind within the soil

roothing beneath the age of thee,

I let my limbs fall, supplying shade to where 

the old farm dog lay.

As within I live

made of wood, roots and ancient biology.

And so without,

is the mere existence of life lacking

my physical properties.

Who am I

but an 'ol willow tree.