What Is It To Be a Tree

What is it to be a Tree? Do trees ever mind being so close ...so intertwined ? Do they ever long for space as I do? Do they prefer to be so meshed…branches touching branches all the time or do they like me long ............................................................for autonomy Do their branches reach for another’s touch? ….................stretching to find it? Do they cling and pine when isolated …as we do sometimes? When a tree falls does another one grieve? ............................................................... Do they sometimes wish to be free? To be as free as he does....... from me? Does life always include such serious stuff? Or do trees simply shift in the breezes of superfluous fluff? Do they ever wish to find the sea? To fly to fly? just like me? What on earth is it like ....to be? to be a standing…a standing only ...are they lonely? beloved tree? What is it? to be a tree?