little tree

 
contemplative soul, wandering through a maze of thought
winding my way through sadness
walking the lonely pathways
 
a maze of forested trees
I hear their thoughts as I pass by
sentient beings of deep meaning
they ask me, little tree where are your branches
I tell them it has been a hard time for me among the mortals
 
humans can be cruel
their leaves rustle, as they utter hush little tree
you are to learn, while among them
wisdom gained, to bring back to us, later
 
we will watch out for you
time avows and allows us a protective arch
tending the garden, we watch you grow
tender offshoot be well inside yourself
 
always at one with the earth
don't disturb the restless spirits
choose your paths wisely
 
now back to the waking realm
dream of the trees and you will always be home