Trees and Sages for the ages.
Being amongst tall redwoods, they are like the Halls of Life.
Columnar, majestic, sages.
A branch swings, with what the wind brings.
They have so much to teach us, and they are more than their rings.
"Wooden" you know it, that they are (rooted) in knowledge.
For every seed, speaks a song, that settles upon the fertile edge.
For when the rains come, they take stock in what has been said.
They make a home amongst the needles, moss, and lichens in a little bed.
If you are lucky you will watch them grow, above your head, from the start of your toe.
One day, you will be the sage and you will show, (the little ones), what song is to be said.