For the Trees


I've walked amidst majestic trees
And seen and listened to their pleas
Many showed signs of the Earth's misuse
Some displayed scars of direct human abuse

Most I felt welcomed me to their place
Others scorned that I was in their space
Though trees cannot overtly gesture or talk
I could sense their vibrations on my walk

We have poisoned their air with acids we've added
They've given us their essence, as our wallets we've padded
Trees give us their wood and clean up our air
We take them with abandon, which doesn't seem fair

Here is a truth I believe we must heed
Each of God's flora has its own special need
We must learn to shepherd all of Earth's life
Or existence will turn meager and laden with strife

Perhaps we are already too close to that place
Too many people, too few resources and less personal space
Oh God! who looks down on us, help us I pray
Lead us to better stewardship starting today

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