What are trees for?
They lift your gaze up from the ground, and draw it to the skies
Your soul will follow, grateful.
Their roots are deep, they will not move
They bear our biting axes and fall before our saws.
If we leave them standing, they will shape a bridge,
From earth to what’s beyond,
From what, to who we are.
They’ll catch the light and hold it tight
So we can gaze upon it,
They’ll dance for us,
With wind they’ll bend
and swing to ceaseless music.
And if we’re tired, they’ve sprinkled piney needles on the ground
A curving shallow scented nest where we can rest and breathe.
Embrace the trees that root and stand and sing and dance before you.
They’ll share their treasures with you, take you far beyond your dreams.