The Tall Trees

They stand tall. They shouldn’t fall.
The tall trees started as seeds.
They’ve helped me write and read.
They stand tall, and most of all,
they help all life: big or small.
These tall trees make me drop
to my knees and ask: “Please,
please don’t ever leave” –
I search high and low to know
which direction you will go.
Like a long arm, your branch
points to a dark path.
“That way?” I say as I laugh.
You shake your leaves and make
me believe that I will succeed.
I visited the tall trees and left
feeling euphoric. I was feeling
myself, again. A breeze pushed
me toward a new world.
I thanked the tall trees
for being the strength I need.

We Will See

One day, we will see.
We will see everything
we have done unfold
in front of our eyes.
We will see life and
death walk side-by-side
our entire lives. We
will see seeds become
trees, boys become men,
men become husbands,
husbands become fathers,
fathers become grand-
fathers, nothing become
something. We will see
something become no-
thing. One day, we will
see that we should be
happy the way life is.
One day, we will see
that our life wasn’t free.
I believe we will see
everything that we need.

Seeds of Solitude

Many plant seeds. Some don’t.
Some don’t have any soil.
Some don’t have any seeds.
Some don’t have what they
need. You can’t plant seeds
that you don’t have. Seeds
seem to believe they are
something that can grow.
More than we know, seeds
will sprout and will be out
and about. We must work
together to plant many seeds
of love – seeds of solitude.
Let’s share our soil as there
is plenty of room to bloom.