I Wonder What the Trees Talk About
A Pondering Poem About the Intricacies of Trees
Do they whisper sweet secrets to each other?
Each leaf a new tumultuous tale
Of the marigold’s rendezvous
With the sun.
"Soul mates" they whisper.
Both the same orange light not everyone’s learned to love yet.
Do they ponder about what they’ll become?
The scarce rooted sprig claims he’ll be paper.
Newspaper, eulogies, birth certificates, and love letters
The willow tree weeps.
She ties her branches in shackles
She will not be moved.
She has birds to keep home to,
Flowers to give shadow to.
The oak tree smiles, gently.
With a smile that says he’s done this
A hundred times over.
"I become what I become" whispers He.