The trees are the angels
Guardians of this planet
For millions of years
They spoke wisdom within
The roots of time
And when we sat in their shade
We heard the whispers of
Our past
The stories of
Our truth:
We are the children of the trees.
We believe we came from the oceans
And as bodies we did
Our ancestors grew legs
Crawled out of
The liquid currents of life and
Began inhaling and exhaling
A new world where what we need is
Carried in the wind but
Our first breath
The breath of
Human life was of
The trees already established
Holding tight to
The structure of
This planet
They embraced us as
New family to
The growing diversity of
Earth.
The trees witnessed
Our birth into
Conscious awareness and
In celebration reached out to
Each other under
The cover of dirt like
Fingers
Spreading
Touching
To share
The news of
Our awakening.
Humans are alive!
Hallelujah!
And with great respect for life
They raised us as primates
As children of the trees.
In our youth
We found safety and
nourishment in
The welcoming of
Their branches and
We lived in awe when
Our sight gazed at
The lifting of
Their crowns
Collectively
Singing
The songs of
The wind.
Yet, in the thousands of
Years we have lived
Side-by-side with
The trees
We have forgotten that
Our breath
The Breath of Life has
Always been with
Them.
They have been
Our protectors
Guiding us
Living their lives to
Give to life for
Millennia on top of
Millennia
Yet, we have abandoned
Their life for
A new Earth of
Our own creation that
Sacrifices
The very essence of
What it means to have
Dignity for
All life.
The trees know
Dignity.
In dignity
They continue to
Stand tall
Guarding the wisdom of life
Passing it on
Through
The roots of
Interconnected
Generation
Hoping
We remember
Our roots as
We sit under
The last of the trees and
Awaken once more to
Our truth:
We are the children of the trees and
It is now
Time for us to
Grow up and be
The caretakers of all life.
Sit with the trees and
Remember:
You are a child of the Trees.
CL 6/16/2024