Tree of Life

44 of 60 years  
Planting trees in a shady garden  
Mysteries veiled in metaphors  
Desires hidden beneath the bark  
As an old dog performs a new trick  
Growling under his heavy breath  
A hole is dug to bury his bone  
Between the roots his seed is sewn  
Where verse is born in harmony  
Sometimes in rhymes and imagery  
Especially when it springs to life  
Until it leaves in wind and fall  
When the colors of the autumn shine  
I will not be here as long as he  
Who's seeds grew in the heart of me  
Then taught me how to set words free  
When my growth truncates I'll fecundate new seeds  
But for this day I embrace the mighty poet tree