The Tree
Majestic, broad, proud.
I see you
From every window
Of my living room
My furniture positioned
For optimal viewing.
You anchor me
To the earth,
To an ancient
Part of me
That remembers
A deeper truth
Than the chaos
Of these times.
You frame
The faces
On the other side
Of my computer screen.
Clients seeking comfort,
Cradled
In your wise heart.
Light shimmers
Through dark green leaves,
Hope glimmers
In my heart
As I hold others’ sadness
With your care