The Trees

 

You know what inspires me?It may be hard to see,What truly inspires me Is being alive with the trees. The trees know secrets. The trees know lies.The trees know death.The trees know life, The trees know more Than we could ever dream. Through reality and insanity. Through democracy and anarchy.  Stable.  Stable.Gone. Demolished at the expense of greed. Not realizing what we really need from each and every treeAnd that would be the gift to be. To be one with knowledge To be one with peaceTo be one with the universes below our feet. Open. Kind. Free. The trees inspire me. Its really not that hard to see, how amazing it is to be,truly alive with the trees.     

 

This poem is about: 
Me
Our world

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