The Language of Trees
Trees are a great source of inspiration for me. They appear in many of my poems, mostly in A New Dawn, the last chapter of this book.
I asked the trees one summer
what they had been thinking
of all year.
They wouldn’t say,
but then I heard them wave
and whisper of the ages, seasons,
years and months and days,
and countless hours
of abundant happiness.
– First of six verses –
