the wind blows wild and filled with memory
pine branches litter the sun greened lawn
moisture tilts the clouds to wet the leaves
and i remember their dreams
tree dreams
i am them in ages gone
no humans
only insects and sea urchins
only that which belonged
what evolved came through their dreams
tree dreams
through the wind and rain
through time uncounted
through love unspoken
through green lush leaves
that remember when oxygen
was free
© zaji, 2016
Beautiful. I feel nature calling me through my dreams. This poem expresses one of my deepest desires to be one with Mother Nature and her elements.
Good.