I think I was a tree once
A long, long time ago
It doesn’t help to question
It’s something I just know
I feel it when I’m swaying
While gentle breezes blow
And when my feet are rooted
I feel the earth below
I fall with leaves of autumn -
My time for letting go
I sleep with dreams of winter
Beneath the fallen snow
I blossom in the springtime -
An iridescent show
I bask in rays of summer -
Filled with an inner glow
I feel the sap within me
While silently it flows
And as I reach for sunlight
I feel my spirit grows
I walk among the forest
When I am most alone
And there, among my kindred
I know that I’ve come home
— Wayne Visser