The Trees Talk To Me

The person I am, the feelings I have, the love of life, it some day will end

When no one listens, when no one cares, when no one loves

I will look into the valley, I will walk in the breeze, and I will call out to the trees

The trees talk to me, the every vein of life, aged into the bark, I touch it and it breathes

The light of the sun, reflecting the color of the leaves, they sing, as they dance with the wind

I laugh, as the blue jay, fights for a small limb, and then flutters into the largest pine tree

If no one cares, if no one matters, I know my heart belongs to these limbs, to these tall tales

Where life has began, and where it has ended, just passing by, like a falling star

I shall talk to the trees, as the trees talk to me