If I am the tree,

you are the wind.

If I am a lone seed,

you are the rich soil that helps me grow.

If I am the flower,

you are the bee.

If I am the sweltering summer heat,

you are the cool winter breeze.

If I am east,

you are west.

If I am the riverbed,

you are the river that keeps me grounded.

If I am the empty body struggling to find my way,

you are the wandering soul that will help me on my journey.