Oh you're a tree hugger

When my arms wrap around a tree

I can't help feel ease all through my being

Sure, you might laugh at me

Make fun of my ideals

But have you ever tried to learn from their beauty?

From their strength and resiliency?

Yes, I love the trees

Listening to them move & sway

Watching the winter turn them grey

The warmth of spring sprouts fresh life budding green

We lay in their shade accepting protection on hot sunny days

But my favourite is fall

When they've done their work, they've stretched tall

and then let go of all they've grown in one last beautiful display

Whenever I'm lonely or need a reminder

I go to the trees

It is they who teach me what it means to be grounded

I can wander the world, Alaska to Japan

And still feel connected from my roots with the land

It is they who teach me we can only grow together

Our breath is synced, we need one another

Our cycle is not separate, though we often forget

So I sit with the trees

Soak in their ancient wisdom

Soak in their green