My eyes skim only the surface of a beauty run deep

This world an oasis that I am dying of thirst to perceive

The sun rises only moments before the stars arrive to take over its shift

It is an exchange like no other  

The lives of billions rest on the hope they will never abandon this kinship

If the world all at once took in a deep breath

What would be left?

Well I would gift my air to the trees

And the birds that stood patiently beneath

They are more of this world than I

And far more deserving

While the rest of the world turned blue

From holding within the sky and the moon

I would have already released the truth

That it is the tree that remains once we have all passed


Therefore it is the tree I can trust to create beauty that lasts