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.