Beneath the Tree
1 min readApr 28, 2020
Strength supports my back and spine
Drawn from the wisdom
of this cousin of pine.
I wonder nothing as I sit and wright,
My pages adorned
with green-yellow light.
How old he is. How straight and tall.
He still grows higher
as the leaves fall.
Nature’s pillar that never moves
Only uprooted by the tools we use.