If We Could Speak Their Language Poem by Jim Yerman

Flowers have a language they share with all the trees.
Sometimes you can hear their voices carried on the breeze

Flowers speak from on the ground…
trees from up above
sharing words of kindness,
words of compassion
words of acceptance
words of love.

If you listen closely to their voices never will you hear
words of anger
words of hate
words to cause another fear.

As I listen to the language of us humans
carried on the breeze…
I pray for the day when we are as fluent
as the flowers and the trees.