The trees, they called to me
To whisper secrets deep
And so I took to answer
While world lay fast asleep

They spoke of world rotation
And all they witnessed change
And as those things were different
They soon came round again

They spoke of ebb and flow
How moon controls the tide
Sucking back the oceans
Then freeing for the ride

Winters come and go
Spring while life is new
The drenching rains of summer
To feed falls gorgeous hue

A deep, but gentle slumber
Life resting in it’s meat
When in hibernation
Together the heart beats

I thanked them for their purpose
I sang to flower friend
Danced with silhouette
Before my journey end

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