Intwined Roots

In the heart of a tree, I see the story of a man

Veins and fibres, like bare boughs of bone

A trellised thicket, where the robin sings

A song of seasons, of blood and life

 

But in meadow and mountain, where can I find

The unique accent of speech, familiar to the ear?

To what sun can I attribute the warmth of a smile?

To which tree is the angel in the latticed eye related?

 

In the quiet of nature, I search for answers

To understand the connection between man and tree

The intertwined roots, the shared essence

That links us in ways we may not comprehend

 

So I look upon the tree, with its quaint pretension

And seek to unravel the mysteries it holds

For in its branches and leaves, I see a reflection

Of the beauty and complexity of the human soul. ("Intwined Roots") by Courtney Weaver Jr.