Wisdom of Trees
I watch you, standing silent
and still.
A witness, to all that unfolds
before you.
Your strong arms
reaching,
touching
the heavens,
while you, stay rooted
in the present.
Here.
Now.
Offering patient wisdom
to weather
the most turbulent storm.
Yet be moved by
the softest breeze.
Celebrating its song
with a joyful dance.
