Symbiosis Poem by Vicki Ellis

The trees love the wind,
It makes them feel alive.
Shaking their branches playfully
On an Autumn afternoon.

The Hawk loves the Summer sky-
Its boundless room for her to soar;
The wind caressing her wings
Like the touch of her beloved.

The flower loves the Springtime rain,
It makes her feel renewed;
Washing the dust from her delicate face
In a joyeous cleansing shower.

Creation loves what touches it;
Causing it to grow
Stronger, with regard
To what it is, and may become.

You are my vital rain,
The wind beneath my wings,
The sunshine warming my very soul,
The sky that sets me free;

And like the woods, the hawk and fields
Icannot help but love you
For loving you has set me free.