I'm a Tree

I am a tree, deeply rooted

I shed and I blossom

Through the seasons I grow.

I listen to the sound of the raging

waters

And from them I get my calm, my

peace.

I’m drawn to the blackness of the

clouds

The winds as they come, create an

uncertainty

As they brutally lash at my being.

I hold firm

The rains as they come, feed me

As the torrents threaten to uproot me

I hold firm

The sun as it comes, warms me

And threatens to scorch me

I hold firm

The cold, dark, angry and bitter comes

And threatens me, but I still hold firm

I am a tree, deeply rooted

On the banks and shores of the angry,

raging waters

But I hold on

From the blackness of the clouds

I draw my calm

I feed off the elements that threaten my very being