what have you heard these
last 1400 years, dear tree, I beg you to tell me.
what can you teach us in these troubled times
I can hear the wind whisper
but cannot understand the words
your lowest branches tower so far above me.
your bark is dark and rough,
you straddle the earth and sky,
sugar from sunshine,
a network of fungus bringing nutrients to your roots,
you feed them in return.
this is your lesson.
we are all interdependent
we need each other.