The Tree
You don’t know it,
but sometimes I sit upon the branch of the highest tree at night
to catch a glimpse of this transient life we have on earth,
and take in the moon and the stars and all that surrounds me.
And at this most perfect moment in time,
I find truth within my heart and soul.
A feeling once felt as merely immanent,
Has transformed into something so significant,
That its true meaning is unparalleled to anything that exists.
This poem is about:
Me
Our world