I wonder a lot about those trees,
Why do they bear flowers, fruits & seeds?
And shrivel when their foliage freeze;
Then blossom in the summer breeze.
Why are they cursed not to walk?
Is it to be reaped by birds & bees?
Do they quiver when the wind stalks?
And bow when the tempest whips.
Why do they crawl upright?
Is it to worship the Eternal Light?
Do they whimper in the moonlit night?
Or just shimmer until dawn arrives.
The trunks, the rinds, the twigs;
Their shields against Nature's rots.
But would they sense the twinge
When humans break their rods?
