Trees
By Ken F
Published 20 September 2022
Ancient beginnings sprawl under the surface,
Unseen and unrecognised,
Forgotten but powerful,
They are old, the old earth.
Broad and tall they are -
Or young and strong,
The rough bark tells stories of time,
Of truth and wisdom.
They are the colour -
The colour of our world,
From the colour of courage,
To the symbol of warmth,
Or the sign of prosperity.
They spread and make our world,
How trees made the beauty of our world with natural power.