The Wisdom of Trees (part 1)

Red, banana-shaped leaves 
all beneath a tree,
like a bright blanket, 
winter sparkly lights 
gleam on its branches.

I look up and stare into its outstretched arms
trying to learn its secrets.  Tell me,
how do you so lovingly let go 
once your true colors have emerged?

Show me that it is okay to be naked 
and surrounded by beauty at the same time.
Vulnerable but not lost.
Rooted and grounded in 
that strong inner knowing.

Whisper your secret in my ear.
Lend me your wisdom.
My eager beating heart awaits your reply.