Coming home in the aftermath of a storm-plagued day,
I find solace in the sway of the tall gentle trees,
Old with withered branches,they lean against the sunset,
Providing fellowship with their untold tales of elder days
And deep set love of the wild and unspoiled.
The woods crave our loneliness…
Trees we once climbed and swung from,
Bound with our sorrows and joys…
They have become companions
Disrobing us of our worldliness
Until we again become purple shadows under
Their leafy wings.
Let us lend our armor of softness
To Mother Nature,
Let us brush newborn leaves against
The human mind,
And conjure, with our creativity,
Dreams of forests growing safely
Under a clear and peaceful sky,
Minding nothing but their own
Strength.
Happy Earth Day 22nd April! 💖
