To Be As A Tree

For I desire greatly

to be as a tree—

and in the natural purity thereof,

for I want my roots— 

to be so heavily grounded—

that nothing could move me,

to exemplify a physical stance,

and presence of,

an immovable force—

able to weather all the seasons,

or anything else for that matter,

always staying on course— 

and occupying a strength within,

that rivals any entity; on the outside,

with branches; that grow and reach, 

each and everyday up to the sky,

as the leaves are just spreading—

that much more of me,

and for all to witness and see,

healthy and steadfast, 

built to last—

and have anchored myself down—

so far that I have surpassed,

the very ground itself—

both above and below,

on the surface and underneath—

for oh, how it must feel,

to be a tree—

full of life and fulfilling— 

its natural and spiritual destiny,

without apology or the need,

to ever be anything but,

a tree—

widening out no matter what—

strengthening in ways; that so dearly touch,

the inner magnitude; aiming to never be,

just enough—

but rather extend despite—

whatever else may or may not be there,

and fully aware; of its grand position,

as to not ever stray away—

from its sole purpose and mission,

for it’ll always be—

exactly what it was created,

and designed to be—

for if I could choose— 

a vital part of nature to embody,

and grow with power— 

from the smallest seed—

I would sincerely want,

To be as a tree.

PM


16 responses to “To Be As A Tree”

  1. I absolutely love this. There are several things going on in this poem. Just when I find myself nodding my head and saying yes this, another thing arises and I’m doing the same thing.

    Well done! 🙏🌏🌳

  2. I really liked the line- without apology or the need, to be anything but, a tree. I really resonated with your poem, thank you for writing this and sharing it.

  3. Without apology or the need to ever be anything but a tree.” That line lives in me now. Because that’s the entire freedom right there, not performing, not apologizing for your own nature, just deepening your roots and reaching for the sky exactly as you were designed. The way you build this poem, each line adding another layer of strength and purpose… it feels like watching a tree grow. Grounded, relentless, alive.

    • I truly appreciate that very much and I’m really happy that my poem resonated with you. Pure freedom is exactly what a tree has and if more of us as human beings could truly experience the same, that would be beyond amazing. Thank you for commenting and for your view on this, very deep and spoken with truth and great insight 🙂

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