A tree will grow
almost anywhere
perfectly slow.
Of what, whom aware?
We cannot you or me
thrive between boulders.
Lacking unlike the tree
patience, behold hers!
By Nature’s fashion bedight
chilled or damp shade endures
as well in blinding sunlight
stoically inures.
Imperceptibly stretches
the tree shall persevere.
On faintest skyline etches
foliage crystal clear.
While trees shiver in still silence
humans rage in chain saw violence.