like the trees
stand proudy
in the place where you live
Be Here
Birch Family
together enduring
the winter wind’s pruning
cleaved unto each other
Listening For The March Wind
a stand of trees
sensing the sap rise
Lineage
are their heritage
nurturing old and young
Tall Tales Told
I stood with the trees
listening to them
share their stories
Time Travel
there goes the wind
through the trees
carrying time
Vigil
in April’s grey
holding vigil
for the sun
Secluded
birch in the snow
with only their own shadows
for company