Tree is my animal And I burst forth from the soil Past root, worm and grub Unfurled now my leaves seek mother sun Nourished and illuminated I stand neath Methuselahs Father old and true Aged moss (ancient moss) Comforts and warms me Vines find shelter and comfort along my bones Mother sun still sings And centuries have past But as a new nest appears in my arms Oh I know I have much to go And I am now Methuselah And stand next to my father old and true And watch as my young sapling grows neath me My love is alone I am alone I stretch to touch her leaves and tickle her branches My poems I send on the wings of birds, bu*terflies and bees I feel the scent of her in the perfumed pollen born on wisps of wind Wherever you are my Love I will find you Though seeds may scatter And leaves grow few Though centuries may pa** Here I stand Now Tendrils touch At long last A Moorish lattice of leaf and bark Filigree A canopy of lovers to shade Lovers from the unwanted gaze of mother sun Our songs sung by birds at play in our tender union Our union complete Til centuries wither our bones Then to earth A loamy d**h to share This union and Alone no more