Poem: "Within the Trees"

"Within the Trees"

There is a mighty song in these trees
It’s not of the crow, the crane or the sparrow
It’s of hurricane strength
only so tall and narrow
So placid, so still
Drawing deep from the earth
The ancient, aching stretch of rebirth
Down press the roots, searching for life
showing us all the leaves of delight
of finding the places long searched for
opening windows, unlocking doors
The would becomes wood when the wind whistles through
no mere harps and flutes are these
this mighty song within the trees

~Kathryn Vaughn