Tree
1. Firm and old, aging forever.
2. Touching the hard surface
It blooms with the little things
Seeing my face, smiling as I do it
It’s small, simple, and working.
3. Roots are strong and tight
It binds everything together
Spreading far and wide
To the cores of the Earth.
4. Look at the tree’s bark, so jagged and uncertain.
Like a maze for ants.
5. Feel the bark, where the heart is
It’s the pulse of a sad tree
Knowing, Remembering,
and Soon in extremis.
Copyright © Lukas Steiner | Year Posted 2022
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