Trees, you stand strong through the deaths of whole generations of leaves
Trees, you stand strong in summer’s roast and winter’s chill
Trees, you flex buff, macho bark, and stand high and mighty as gods
Trees, you grope stars and clouds, and tower over all
Trees, you love birds; trees, you welcome nests, never charging them rent
Trees, you let squirrels run amok across your bark
You remain calm, cool, serene throughout winter’s wearisome frost
You do not rage against the ice, the cold, the dark
Trees, I long to feel your love and embrace of the universe
Trees, I yearn to share your courage and peace
Through the many trendy zeitgeists and eras of emptiness
Through the deaths of generations of leaves
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