Tree
It is said no tree can grow to heaven
unless its roots reach down to hell
O mighty tree with your branches so strong
your twigs so delicate and fine
Displaying your beautiful leaves in the sun
for all to enjoy all year long
O gorgeous tree show me how you outride
and adept to those seasonal changes
Trough spring, summer, fall and then winter
you come out and then turn inside
O beautiful tree what is it you do?
Is there more than meets the eye?
Please show me how you can always endure
the troubles of life all year through
O thank you tree for giving me clearing
by showing the well of your strength
Beneath the earth lies so deeply rooted
the secret pith of your appearing
O splendid tree this is where I fall short
I need to go deep in the mud
Willing to do the hard work below
or there can be no beauty above
It is said no tree can grow to heaven
unless its roots reach down to hell
