the trees that are oh so wise...

i dream of dancing on a lake
beneath stars that hum;
of standing still amidst a gathering storm.

i watch the aged trees
older than i.
the trees that are oh so wise.

i think how similar you and i are,
and how fragile.
i break and you get cut.

i wish for pretty days, and strangely
for horrid days too.
both reveal my strength.

i try to be good and kind,
as well as fight the good fights--
even when alone or seems so.

i remember that i have all of you
who love, who give, who live;
your spirit gives me life.

i watch my grandparents age,
the world has changed too much.
they grow tired and ready.

i hear all sounds at once coming together,
making sounds of life;
going on and on and on.

i forget much of my childhood and adolescence
but i know the good and the bad.
my past made me.

i do what i can.
it's more than enough.
i am always blessed.

i dream of dancing on a lake
beneath stars that hum;
of standing through it all.

photo and poem by me. october 2009.