trees

 When I look at the trees, I see myself.  

I see an eternal stillness of just being.  

The trees see everything.  

Sunrises, sunsets.  

The tree is still standing tall 

Trees grow, and trees change.  

But the roots are always there.  

The tree stands tall, even in the highest rates of deforestation.  

The tree is calm but strong. 

I want to be a tree.