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

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Trees...for weeks now you've waited...

Trees

 

 

 

 

for weeks now

you've waited

buds filled to bursting

redder now as the day's song

grows louder

as light creeps in

between your sepals

tufted gems

opening slowly

imperceptibly

but surely

upon the branch

Maple you are called

whose elixir

fuels spring's passion

sweetens both bread

and air

tempers the shift

before settling once more

in your sapwood

crimson puffs

on dainty twigs

fit for phoebes

and wrens

swaying in a

pond-rippling breeze

warm enough now

for violas and other posies

for your birth on the bough

as that of stars

on moonless nights

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Trees...you are the earth's stole...

Trees

 

you are the earth's stole

draped about her shoulders

as drunk on moonshine

or sun-crazed

she points and pirouettes

through the void

her heart

filled to bursting

 

she wears you well

tucks you in here

demurely

drapes you there

seductively

but always with grace

with good taste

never out of fashion

 

and then

at night

the gilded chariots gone

the blue song stilled

the sea floor cleared

she

pulls you in tight

against the chill

against icy stars

falling about her

catching in you

making of you

her crown

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Trees...how little we know...

Trees



how little we

know

of what you do

how few

the thanks

we offer you

as we pass

oblivious

to the coolness

in your deeper parts

that costs nothing

but is everything

to those of us

who need the

air you clean

the water

to quench

our children's thirst

to banish winter

bring us through

spring

and summer

to that place

of color

as you ease into

fullness

as green gives way

to crimson

yellow

gold

as your hunger wanes

and you look

toward your

long rest

when your song

will soften

to a whisper

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