Inside I am Tree
Inside I am a tree
I want to spring forth
And grow throughout the nine planes.
I know that there are many lands at my feet
Frost lands and Tropical lands
And many will form in my branches
I spread shade far and wide
And filter out the light.
The Hawk waits to hide herself in my branches
She is waiting for my journey upward
To become a canopy separating earth and sky.
Inside I am tall and I will reach
My hands up and from them will
Leaves of books, leaves of learning
Leaves to sing and rustle
All the music of my birth.
Inside I am a tree.
By June Perkins