Stand Alone

Stand Alone It stands alone all day long, diffident and so cold Its shadow bares nothing, but a dark haze on the ground At night it freezes Nothing gives it warmth It begs, it cries for some new rebirth; Nothing towers over it, Or cries for help down below Oh, there is nothing It only stands alone Its base and roots are covered with rocks Above it, there is only sky Far in the distance it tries to see But everything is a blur; The wind blows it, And the snow covers it, No birds dare to touch it, Nor any men try to chop it Its leaves fall alone; As this sad tree Stands alone His cordial heart is so full It cannot give too much more; The love of his life he adores He calls her at night When he’s all alone He tells her his fears And she can almost make them gone; In his dream he sees this tree And always asks himself, “Why me;” The fear covers him This love is crushing him All this while they have grown But now he sees hey may only Stand alone.