Thursday, December 17, 2015

If Trees Had Voices // A Poem

I hear the trees breathing
as they stand with braided roots,
they have secrets folded in their bark
and cradle the nests that they recruit.
they record each and every year
inside the trunks they've grown.
circling the splintered memories
that they call their own.
sometimes, I can hear them 
whispering in the wind.
their words are faint as they blow
for their voices are wearing thin.
but if my ears are careful,
I may just hear them share 
their fading, desperate words,
repeating like a prayer:
"we are your shade
we are your home
we are your living air.
isn't this world big enough 
for all of us to share?
in us you put your hollow hopes
in us you put your trust.
we have been saving you 
all our lives
but who will then save us?"


  1. this makes me want to save all the trees in all the world. <3 <3 <3 <3

  2. gasp. this is gorgeously written. like jordy, i wanna go save all the trees now ;) xx

    1. Oh man. Thank you from the bottom of my heart, Elisabeth! <3