Top of the tree

I am the strongest branch of the tree

For I burn in the fires of injustice to love her

I judge no one to harm, but to heal

You are the branch where the owl sits

Full of wisdom and spirit

Growth is your goal, yet you grow highest than I

But I put you there

There above the tree

My promise to you

My Queen

Crowned with the power of life

Where I am crowned for death

But I shall live forever

As shall you and those I heal

For the top of the tree is home

As it is meant to be

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