Title: The Tree
The tree
Just put in
Soaking up the surroundings
Feeling small
Not certain if it will thrive
Not certain of its growth

The tree
Now settled
Its roots spreading out
Feel for the warmth
Finding the nourishment
Standing a little taller 
Reaching out for more light

The Tree
Now a pillar in the dark woods
Making herself known
The other trees seek her shade 
The animals hide inside her trunk
She feels comfort
No longer alone

The Tree
Now on firm soil
Her place she has found
Her roots have taken hold
She no longer feels the wind
That may blow against her will

The Tree
Her branches growing taller
Her leaves a little greener
Fear of losing her hold
Now blow away with the wind
Now she stands free
The Tree
Dancing in the woods
The other around watching
Finding hope in the dance
That one day freedom will be had 

The Tree 
Now firmly planted
Must let go of her seeds
And start the journey on
To another wood
Follow the wind
To the next new surroundings
And once again try to take hold 



Prose and Artwork Photo 
©2014-2016 Kate J Phillips
For posting today © 2023
Lady Kate Phillips
"I see… what others refuse to see.
I am… what others refuse to be"