Even a tree that is no more can spring to life!
Dead to the world, only the roots underneath remain!
Where once stood a strong tree remains a hole with shreds of the roots!
Shreds sticking from the dry ground lifeless and still!
Only memories of the goodness it gave!
The birds that nested and fed from it are no more!
The travellers that rested beneath it are no more too!
The animals that used the bark to scratch their bodies have moved on!
Rain falls and seasons change!
Days pass and years go by!
Figments remain in my memory of a tree that once was a landmark!
Time flies by and life that was no more mushrooms from deep below!
Sprouts of green that denotes life!
Do not see an end before the end!
Never stop living when alive!
Always know that your path is linked!
Connected to an unknown to you!
Spring to life!
Live your life!
Appreciate the life that is yours!
Always be grateful!
Pipi1963
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem