Oh to be a tree
Observing and grounded
To sway with capricious winds
Yielding to uncertain weather
Rooted firmly in Mother Earth
To sense only the changing elements
And the slow turn of passing seasons
Equanimous under a trillion night stars
Bearing witness to passing creatures
Human beings and their monkey minds
Creating havoc and suffering
Whilst the trees practice contentment
Take a leaf from the book of tree
The wisdom of sublime existence
(c) Ajanta Judd Words & Image
