voice of a tree being cut down

I was a sapling once
with my whole life ahead of me.

I felt the kiss of the warm sunlight.
I gratefully drank in the gentle rain.
I swayed with the rhythm of the wind.

The sap of life
coursed through my veins.

I lived!

Though cut down in my prime,
remember me as I was -
a living vibrant being.

And when you think of me,
think of my fellow trees
who are living still,
in the light,
and the rain,
and the wind.


Lady of the Trees

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/voice-of-a-tree-after-being-cut-down/

Sunday 6th January 2013 a 15:19