Monday, May 18, 2015

Trees...you sing the same song




Trees






you sing the same song

no matter where you are

sending it on the wind

and on birds' wings

tucking it into the soul

of whatever walks beneath you

soft as sighs

loud as howls

ever original

ever yours

and whoever deigns to hear

your dirge or lament

your reverant chants

nocturnal chorus

whispers at dawn

you sing the same song

no matter where I am

assumed and redeposited

elsewhere

miles from where I began

as long as you are there

I am where I need to be

I am home