Redwoods By the Sea

As I stood beneath an ancient tree The canyon beckoned me Mushrooms, moss and ferns abound They carpeted the spongy ground Rough redwoods reached into the sky Such majesty and wisdom; I often wondered why The canopy, a firmament up into the sun A meeting of the masters, rejoicing every one Created for an endless life, nestled near the shore Are there more like them? They couldn’t see the more Huge roots held fast in fertile ground They are talking; can you hear the sound? Their branches whispered softly with the winding stream Let them grow forever; let them live their dream