Mighty
Your arms stretched wide
welcoming.
Towering.
Loving.
Just.
We breathe the air
you make.
From CO2 to O2
YOU keep us, the humans,
alive
along with all
of the other
species on this planet;
but we say nothing:
not "thank you",
not "Gracias",
not "Danke",
not "Merci",
Nothing.
It's as if
we don't
appreciate
YOU,
but in fact
we do.
We are tiny.
Only small plankton
compared to the
Enormity
of your size,
and yet
you do not
and never will
Forget us.
You are
the humble, the mighty,
the Tree.
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