Are you a treelover?

Just Askin'

Are you a treelover
or something?

Well, yes, I am.
I excitedly await their canopy
of green leaves overhead
their cool shelter from the summer sun
and the nearby aroma of
flowering shrubs.

I watch with amazement
the pink riot of spring
and the mauve and orange flames
of autumn.

They are exquisite
and self-sustaining.
They don't need us to blossom.
They do it all on their own
in concert with the wind
and sun and rain.

Left to their own devices,
they survive.
No tree would fell the forest
for its own sake.

Only we ravage nature
and get away with it,
selfish, greedy.
But Nature let's us know

In not unsubtle ways
we have gone too far;
we pretend not to hear
or we refuse to listen.

Mpls
5.5.11