A Higher Calling Poem by Lucas Pate

Like a conifer
A few grow to be tall
Some fail to grow at all
Lots die young
Failure to leave the cone
Those who survive to be saplings
Die of natural causes
However their impact on the world before death, great, goes unknown.
Oxygen created and provided
Shade and housing for little creatures that go unseen
Soil upheld in roots slows erosion
Majestic views projected
Functional order maintained and upheld
When nature calls
The conifer leaves for a higher calling
To shade the children of heaven
Who watch over Earth
and protect those who have not yet been rewarded a higher calling