Analysis of Me and the tree

I'm walking and limping
with shards in my feet
There is a willow tree
at the end of the street

Who'll soothe me
and kiss me
when water turns ice
When nude and brown branches
won't let go of my hand

But one day
The tree fell
And with it all my dreams
Even though they were dark
but they were part of me

Like that dog
with three limbs
I was staggering free
Be alone without tree
Without fears
Without me

And with that the light came
from the moon up the trees
And my soul disappeared
in the trunk of that tree