Longing
There are so many trees,
so many arms
reaching up to heaven.
Do they ever get tired?
I do.
There are so many trees
and I don’t know
which ones to climb
or which ones to
lean against and rest.
When their leaves
flutter in the wind
flashing green and grey
are they nervous or excited?
I wish I could see
their deep roots.
I wish I could see
how they hold
each other tight.
I wish I could see
what it takes
to grow forever.
© 2025 Gretchen L. Schmelzer, PhD