My Friends, Reconnecting with nature: a poem on the power of tree. Who is the primitive one 🙂 Enjoy!
PRIMITIVE PERCEPTION
Tree, you bless me with your stupidity.
Don’t you know you are designed to desire more?
To fly like crows that caw on your arms
To scatter like squirrels that climb your perch
To walk like man who steals your shade.
Tree, you are so stupid to not want more
To not choose evolution or ease.
You do not have answers nor do you care
Yet your roots contain mystery
Your branches veins of life
Your leaves live and die
As you live and will die
And you grasp that destiny
Yet you are too stupid to care.
Oh tree, what security you hold
Such silent stupidity.
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There are trees that are 4,000 years old. They don’t need to do anything but exist and be a silent testimony of history, of life. They are their own wisdom.