(Read this poem from the bottom to the top)
TREE.
THIS
NURTURES
THE SOIL THAT
GROUND AND BECOME
THEY TOO FALL TO THE
LEAVES FLOURISH UNTIL
LEAVES TO THE GROUND
THE EARTH WHEN PETALS FALL LIKE
BEAUTY THAT FLOODS THE SKY AND
BUDS THAT BECOME LITTLE FLOWERS
GREENING BLOSSOMING BLOOMING
FORTH NEW LEAVES
INTERTWINING BURSTING
ENDLESS PILLARS
UP INTO THE CLOUDS
THEY REACH LIKE FINGERS
AIR
THE
INTO
UP
SKY
THE
REACHING TOWARD
OPENING SPROUTING
TINY
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