The Ecstasy of Trees
Have you ever seen the way
The tender leaves all tremble
In the gentlest of breezes
And then gather, intensify that windy gesture
Until finally the tree itself bows down?
Can you hear her moan and whimper,
Feel her ecstasy,
As she bends and comes alive,
Her strength challenged, tested,
Springing back at last for more?
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