Beneath the tree I sit, Still, Motionless, In thought, Of life What its done. Where its Taken me, Given back, Held me captive. I sit under the tree I look up, The flickering Infinity That is above me. Am I of use, Do I change anything. I sit under the Tree, My life like its rings show age, wrinkles show Mine, I am at peace. As I sit As I stare, I am here The universe around Ageless, Time moves on, I get back up, I walk inside, As time waits for no one.