Hollow Brim

Her face is cast, carved in wood Her heart beats fast, as it always should She lavishes her love, with branches that care Is lounge to a dove, and shade to a bear But the heat has ascended, and the greener she has gotten All have her recommended, while she sits and feels forgotten All need her constant, a fueling misdemeanor Dare she protest a constituent who needs, but not wants her? Her roots have risen, her legs appear to be strong She shakes of her prison, and searches to belong A small lonely island she's found, to free her of their lust But finds she is sadly bound, without any trust. Not so lonely as the island had seemed She becomes antsy and drained of all glee A crow comes near and sits on her arm Life becomes clearer with instant alarm. She begins to realize that she is,who she is She can deal with compromise, it's better than this wherever she goes, whatever she sees She must overcome her foes, and become. One With All Trees.