Twisted and gnarled,
When you come sit beneath me.
But I shed one blood red autumn tear,
Upon you, and you hold it,
As though it is dear.
You continue to sit, your effect upon me,
For I have burst open into,
A lush rainbow of greens.
So you sit, and the longer you do,
Small bulbs form and grow,
I continue to bloom.
You and I share our fresh air,
You breathe in upon me,
An exchange of soul fair.
Through even frost I will bear flowers,
Snow cannot hold me down,
Deep rain has become showers.
I have bloomed into a frenzy,
Of fruits, and all of the pieces,
Fall into the hands of the hungry.
They take up my invite,
And go away sated,
You sit for so long, and I am alive.
I am a thousand trees of every strength,
While you sit.
