Towers of wood
Location
The ground seems to break open
To reveal a tower tall
I wonder what would happen
If the tower were to fall
The tower seems quite planted
To the earth on which it stands
It has great arms called branches
And has green leaves for hands
It reaches to the heavens
And begs for a reply
The rain comes down like resin
And slips down on the side
The moisture disappears
Into the very earth
This is the month of showers
The season of all birth
The tower stands before me
And I hear it’s called a tree
We use it for our houses,
But forget to plant its seeds
The tree grows ever higher
And finally bears its fruit
Someday the tree will wither
To make way for younger roots