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: http://ht.ly/36BC1 ) and its title from one of my most cherished blogger friends, coyote: http://singingmoon.blogspot.com/ ЁЯЩВ
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