A Life Of A Tree Poem by Chenitap Dablo

My life is but a tree staring, standing
in the middle of the forest.
They called me winnie, joy but deep inside
there is a stone within me.
A stone that is like a virus it makes
my life uncontrolled.
But somehow I told myself that this stone
will just go away.
It will go to the lakes, rivers and even the ocean.
But in the end I found myself as the most helpful
factor to human.
That is what I am!
After the loneliness, sadness, I now felt the happiness, success.