Have you witnessed the trees dance?
Swaying in the winds with soaring spirits
Beckoning the sky to rain some more …
Even a seemingly barren tree
Is full of life and alive in every moment
Ready to spring with a freshness of spirit
Even the dry parched roots, shapes into a new life.
The branches may be dried but trust nature to grow some more
And fill the senses once more
With vibrant hues of leaves in all shades of green.
Being a tree is a mighty task
Sheltering and shading every passerby
Giving fruits is a labour of love
Receiving carbon and sharing oxygen
And standing rooted to the ground
In all its natural abundance
For life to spring countless times
With nesting birds and the burrowing bees
The spirit of the tree is all heart
Sharing beyond compare
And watch as the world passes it by
In the echelons of time.
Trees stand the test of time
Of guts and glory upholding untold stories
Letting go the falling leaves in every day
Letting go the fright of loneliness and the pain of loss
Cos it knows the circle of life only too well…
What goes comes around
Like a breath of fresh air and a bud that is ready to spring.