I bow to the pine,

And surprisingly,

She bows back.

 

“You give me beauty,

Grace,

And strength”,

I say,

“You give me movement,

Voice,

And dance”,

She says,

Again surprising me,

As I had not known,

Pines could talk.

 

“Of course we can talk”,

She tells me,

“But you,

“You have to be capable,

Of hearing”,

“Ahhh”,

I say,

With understanding.