The trees said hello to me this morning
As I was passing through a peaceful road
They are pretty wise, love to share stories
Roots are grounded yet always free to roam
They are the happiest whenever I hug them
Such ancient and beautiful strong trunks
The leaves blush whenever I touch them
Swirling through them in such organic flow
They love to listen to all of my poems
The humming sound of my sweet songs
Such conscious friends, there is no judging
There is only love, and pure genuine trust
Gentle giants it’s what I like to call them
Reminiscing, it reminds them of the bright sun
It’s the best when they begin sprouting
Richest fruits in many different forms
Abundance is always their main topic
The core is bright there’s so much soul
So many friends of all shapes and colors
Together dancing in conscious thought
Tree of life loves them like a true mother
Like the elder who channels a sacred source
Their wise guidance always provides comfort
To anybody who may be feeling sad or lost
If you haven’t done so yet, go on and hug them
Introduce yourself to the gentle giants of this world.
Raven Archer
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