The Shadow Wars

Tree

A sapling in the woods is more than it seems,

More than just some greenery.

It's a piece of timber,

Its roots grow deep,

While the forest is fast asleep.

Behold the tree, standing tall,

Its leaves spread out in Spring, not Fall.

A tree is a beacon reaching into the sky,

An omen, a lesson it descries.

For when we are buried like a seed in the earth,

Will the lessons we leave behind

flourish like a tree giving birth?