Come out of your cabin and look outside
See how the trees serve us as friend and guide
But we wound a tree and also kill a tree
Who does it? None but you and me.
Broken bottles and charred pieces of glass
Wadded up newspapers tossed on the grass.
The world of trees is changing
Constantly re-arranging.
From ocean deep to mountain peaks
Mother nature moves and speaks
The tree stands alone like a strange island
Sacrifice makes all other trees silent.
We all have come from trees and
At the crossroad we all stand.
Life, at times, becomes boring
Trees are never found roaring,
Only a tree can make us friend
Only a tree can wait and stand.
