The atoms in the soil which grew this tree,
Might once have been a Brontosaurus' skin,
An early mammoth, horse, a chimpanzee,
Or men who dreamed of mining Cornish tin.
Some planets from a Universe must grow -
Whose life from stars is seeded in the seas;
For our existence is the ebb and flow
Of trees to people and people to trees.
One day I shall be part of a forest
With Bluebells and moss for my family
For the atoms within me cannot rest
As long as the earth lacks a single tree.
And though you will not recognise me quite
Still, wrap your arms around, and hold me tight.
FootSteps Press Hardback 36 pages ISBN: 978-1-908867-15-5