Tree Of Life Poem by Kendell Cochrane

when I see a tree,
I do not simply walk on by,
I appreciate it's beauty;
for there's more that meets the eye.

it's roots embrace earth soils,
its torso, strong and tall,
branches symbolizing life;
a tree explains it all....

when we are young and needy,
we attach ourselves to those,
who provide us with
the means to grow;
then see where that soul goes.

some grow to be enormous,
so mighty, so divine,
while others stay on angles;
crooked trunks,
a shadowed shine.

Each branch is a direction;
tattooed choices on each leaf,
some drift away with heavy winds, while some create belief.

A strength of understanding,
that even when you're strong,
there's pieces oh so fragile,
teaching us that things go wrong.

But that is life,
life can be hard;
there's two ways to go down,
cut up by other people,
or times toll upon the brown.

Whatever be the reason
you feel 'timber' coming on,
remember just how far you've come, look forward to new dawn....