resist lonely woods our silence consumes her sleep dreams mushroom from deep
must the tree Rise, Taller to the ground we creep -lower dream of hands reaching, stars tumbling, down diamonds heaped at my feet
Rocking back and forth between wilting vases of flowers and blooming wildness. One mirrors her essence and the other forms her being.
Long live the tree inviting you to sit and dream high above the grass tangled branches soar rest your back awhile. His bark tells a story carved names and dates nests grossly shaped holding naked wings time matures, our feathered friends flee.