Trees...where you are

...is where I belong where 

your leaves filter

the impurities that come at me

daily where you cast it all

to the four winds

where none of it matters

where the rain dilutes

and devalues where

evil disintegrates into

just more particles

that fall to earth

as food for worms

and other crawling things.

Here beneath your

sheltering arms I am

as untouchable as you are

and will like you one day

regenerate as something

no one recognizes

or cares about and when

the saw buzzes or

the lightning strikes

we will meet again

in such a place

where evil holds no sway

where truth lives.


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Trees...I can tell...

Trees


I can tell when you're having it rough
when your leaves hang limp with thirst
and your bark looks even more wizened
somehow and like me you long for rain
for that moldy smell that rises from
the earth when it first makes contact
and sends dust motes flying in all
directions


                                              and then
I can almost hear you drinking pulling
it all up desperate for your share and
when there isn't enough when the clouds
are stingy with their gifts the sun
merciless how somehow you share so
that there is enough to go around so
that not one of you falters or at least
not for long


                                              before the
sky gives up its goodness again when
it rains for days on end and what you
can't use the ponds and streams store
away in a spirit of collaboration not
seen at the upper levels of existence
in this place where we creatures of a
lesser sort persist in deeming ourselves
enlightened.


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Trees...now that the rain...

Trees

                                                                now that the rain

has had its way

with you

and washed you clean

you put the jeweler to shame

with your brilliance

for no emerald

sings the way your leaves sing

no cut glass

splits the light

as do your eyes that have looked

upon us these many years now

stumbling across your roots

where you began

where you continue

for

what need have we

of anything beyond you

you who though old

are ever young

alive in your transpiration

blessing young ones

springing from

the earth at your feet

your legacy

among the grass

that aspires to your

greenness.

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Trees...I heard you whisper...

Trees

I heard you whisper
last night
amongst yourselves
and early this morning
at daylight
your sighs
mingling with the hiss
of tires
on pavement
whispers that held words
wonderings
at the space
empty now
where your ancient one
had stood
your breath tremulous
precluding tears
I heard as rain.
You talked too
about who would
take its place
to shelter starlings
during storms
about which of you
would rise to the occasion
before the sun rose
ending the conversation
with no one
the wiser.




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