The Forest of Our Lives
We live our lives like trees
Connections flying between us like bees
We lay down roots
Until life comes along and we uproot
And we move
Our leaves and our limbs bear witness to
The marijuana smoke floating up from our mouths
The loving, aching, beat of two teenage lovers embracing in bed
Or the drug-free, unexposed, happy to be so
Not judging their brethren who made a different choice
And the abstinent, silently holding hands and flashing smiles
At those that don't adhere to the same doctrine of love
We are elms, oaks, firs, all different kinds of trees
Living different lives
Yet still our branches embrace and we connect on levels
More than physicality, some ethereal realm where we share
Our very life force, are dependent on one another
For one tree alone will be suffocated by the carbon dioxide
We produce, the consequences of our actions stifling
That one poor tree.
We need all of us to process the world,
To cope, to stay strong, to be embraced when we are weak
We live our lives like trees
Connections flying between us like bees
And though we may be uprooted
We will never forget all the branches that once our trunks.
So don't ever feel alone little sapling
Because you are sheltered by all the trees around you
And no matter what you may think
Someone will always be there to share
In your pain and care
When you need someone,
Because trees never grow alone.
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