I am more intelligent than a bush
I can’t talk though, I have no mush, no mouth
I stand for years in the same place
contemplating the nature of the universe
the wisdom of ages
It flows deep within me.
My kind were here well before
the humans took charge
We loomed large
reaching for the sky with our branches
Look at how life dances
to the beat of the drum,
the heartbeat.
We are overcome with activity
all but my kind
But we hear all from standing still and tall
Things that no one has time to hear
floating on the wind
Reverberations, prayers, mantras, feelings all linked,
The path of life is not extinct
The chain the roots are all linked