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Free the Trees

“A poem about free will and convention in an arboreal setting.”


If I were the wind,
I would whip the clouds away,
until the trees asked for water
to unwind the skies
and let the rain roar down.

 

If I was a worm,
I would curl in a secret hole,
explore the brown deep,
and itch my back on the spine
of the rocky earth.

 

If I were the trees,
I would praise the clouds,
chat with the worms and birds,
and hope the humans
never want to break the root.

 

for the root is all,
for a tree that is.
Because the plans of a tree
do not exist, unlike
our plans for trees.

 

but a tree may still hope,
because a will is not hooked
to an intelligent brain,
but it is an automatic flair for life
to live and live more.

 

So before you dismiss the natural
tendencies of unbroken will,
please be wise to the design of words
like will, freedom, and life,
so all that lives has the will to be awake.