Delicate flowerettes spine
From your prosperous branches,
The lively twigs
Which may become
Only a snap
Under one's foot.

You hold generations
In your rings,
Yet you hide your knowledge
Beneath bark,
Knots, sap, and
Silence.

You graze taller heights
Than I,
Soaking in the massive life
Surrounding from above,
Yet I treat you like
An enemy.

You deserve better,
For this symbiotic relationship
Has turned toxic,
And only I am
To blame.