Forest Haiku
If the trees could speak
As they often do
with their vertical chants
and their lyrical limbs
They would sing for love
Into the hearts of sky
If the trees could speak
As they often do
With their mysterious beat
In their roots underground
They would whisper for love
Into the ears of earth
If the trees could speak
As they persist in silence
They would repeat
The echos of love over
The skin of all who pass through
If the trees could speak
As they persist in strength
They would release
Any hate held
in the underbelly of fear
As hate is too great
a burden to bear**
The trees,
in song, in beats,
in silence, in strength
they always do speak
If only we are quiet enough
to hear them—
to hear their rings of Truth
in our mysterious hearts
In the forest behind my home a mysterious neighbor posts a new haiku every few weeks, they always make me pause, reflect and take something new with me on my forest walks. Grateful.
**here today the forest echos MLK