All I want is to
   clean the air we breathe
   while drinking from the mud.
    I want to climb up to the sun. I want to
    grow and grow and grow. I want to stand
       against the wind. I want to shade those looking for
        a rest, be their cradle and their nest.  I want to give my
          children to the hungry.  I want to drown to hold the
       dreamers.  I want to burn and warm the workers.
             I want to rot
              and feed
              the
              worms.
              I want
             to grow,
           grow and go.

        I want not to want.
       I want to be a tree.