As low as rocks
And as tall as sky
You stick out before me
Strong and still
in Silence, Tree
Purple, red, green, yellow- all colorful
Buried underground, you have championed the greatness of light
Oh, Chlorophyll! What wisdom you've got.
Mighty Tree: all start small.
A little bit here, a little bit there.
Tiny flowers sprung up on ground.
In time, you grow big- what an inspiration you are.
Then you flash your color
Attract the bees, or perhaps the butterflies
May be the purple one,
Whichever you choose.
Tree! The all compassionate one:
Not only do the bees buzz
But humans too, who sometimes
Even bug you.
It's the way we go around- all because of you.
You, who feed the goats and cattle, and insects and animals
And we who feast on them, or suckle on what's left of you.
What a being you are, tree!
As humble as the rocks,
As profound as the sky,
And as great as the light.
