Like A Tree Poem by Noen Muti

I am like a tree,
Unbidden, I was sown on this earth,
My roots reaching deep into the soil,
Searching for the lifeblood of existence.

When the thirst became unbearable,
They deemed me guilty,
For the leaves I could no longer hold,
Falling, one by one, to the ground below.

In my struggle to touch the sky,
To grasp the heavens with my branches,
I withered and waned,
My life drained in the ceaseless pursuit.

With each leaf that fell,
A part of me faded,
Until at last, in the final breath of twilight,
I stood barren, an empty testament to dreams unfulfilled.

I died striving for the stars,
A silent witness to the beauty of aspiration,
A tree that reached too high,
And found solace in the endless sky.