Hear the Trees

I glance over at the trees,

As if they are a part of me,

Spreading their branches so wide,

I can hardly see up towards the sky.

Oh trees,

With your broken leaves,

Teach me how to breathe.

I see the sun shining through,

On the layers of dew,

Covering up the morning feud.

Oh sunshine,

With your brightest smile

Try to take me up, up and away for a while.

I seek for answers within the roots,

Of the sihouettes standing all in suite.

Until the wind makes them sway,

I know they will stand another day.

Oh winds, how strong you are,

Holding up the trees' broken arms

Amidst the birds calling so far,

Within the midnight rawr.

Oh sure,

Let your leaves fall

Colors and all

I heard your whispers

As the trees drew down

Talking about his or hers

Life that should have been sound.

Oh tree,

I’ve listened you see

Of the stories that you told me.

I looked towards the sky,

Seeing your truth ,

Your shadows clouding the youth

Oh sight can you see?

Look down upon me,

I am now my own tree,

Where I was once free.