A tree
Waiting
Standing high, drinking water
Through its mighty roots
Near a river
Shimmering blue
As smooth as glass
It watches the leaves fall
And quickly swept away by the river
Swept far, far away
But still it waits
Its branches blow gently
Back and forth
A fish jumps out of the water
Glistening in the sun
The tree wonders
What it is like underwater?
But still it waits
The tree hears birds flying
Near its branches
Taunting it
By flying far away
And coming back
The tree wants to explore
Wants to see the world around
But still it waits
It is now afternoon
And the tree looks around
It sees the beauty of what is around it
It longs to see what is down the river
Or over the mountain
But still it waits
Oakland, California
