Soul of trees

Soul of trees

Autumn leaves
Falling down

Coloring both
The earth and the sky

When winter comes
Their stem and branches

stretch out
Like human arms and hands

In springtime
The flashy greens

Are framed
By a palette of flowers

And summertime?

A time of rest
Under its shades
And smiles

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Seek to serve humanity in preserving nature. Do not pee the tree

2 Thoughts to “Soul of trees”

  1. Maxine Georges

    Hi Fleeky,

    Oh, how I love trees, the older the better!

    And, your poem speaks volumes.

    Trees are one of nature’s way to help people in more ways than we could imagine.

    The oxygen they produce through photosynthesis is vital to humanity’s existence.

    We need to preserve them, indeed.

    Blessings

    Maxine

    1. Thank you Maxine…
      If trees could speak they would tell incredible stories…
      our silent friends, waching over us in so many ways.

      Have blessed day too
      Fleek

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