Solitary Tree Poem by Aisha Sherazi

Like a solitary tree,
I stand alone,
Wondering,
Which way the wind,
Will blow.

Like a solitary tree,
Amidst a battle field,
No means to protect,
No way to shield.

The cold winds of life,
Of love and war,
Of changing seasons,
And so much more.

But despite all this,
My roots run deep,
Firm in the ground,
I shall not weep.

Strong am I,
A solitary tree,
Learning from all,
That is around me.

Strong am I,
To brace this wind,
If I show courage,
I’m sure to win.

I'll keep those roots,
Firm in the ground,
In those roots,
My soul is found.