Sunday, May 30, 2010

The trees on my street
stand still
exhibiting immense patience
they glow in green in the summer
autumn teaches them
the lesson of losing.
losing everything but themselves.
in the winter they are warmed
by the laughter of the kids
piercing the silence of the trees.
do you hear their whisper in the nights?
they share my intangible solitude
and they don’t wait for seasons.