the secret life of a tree

now that you’ve felled me
chopped me down
i am still one with earth
to which i belonged

even the axe you used
was wood and metal
one part, a neighbour deep
the other, ancestral

and when i burn
i’ll be set free
to converse with the wind
eternal friend of my leaves

to you it looks
as if i’m alone
little do you know
that i’ve a life beyond

the trunk, the roots, the leaves
and much beyond what you see
i belong to you, you to me
and this, the secret of a tree

written a few weeks back, inspired by this image (click here: ) and its title from one of my most cherished blogger friends, coyote: 🙂


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