Veins that branch up to the arches,
sun that rises, comes down, and parches.
It is mighty, it is strong,
it has been here all along.
The arms shield, the legs stand firm.
From tallest human to smallest worm,
it rises above and shields us all,
yet we hardly ever notice it, at all.
It is playful, it is kind,
it helps soothe our hearts and minds.
The fingers tickle, tease, and fright -
letting in the dappled light.
It sees us laughing as we play,
it entertains us, day after day.
It is noble, it is wise,
it has seen so many lives.
The body will shelter and explore,
we couldn’t really ask for more.
It braves the truths and grows despite,
living through the darkest nights.
I cannot help but admire,
the trees – of their company, I’ll never tire.
