Uprooted
Look up at the redwoods trunk and ask it a million questions,
You’ll find hawks like to glide as much as people like to incessantly
babble
Next time, say something
We’ll put a marker on you if we like you enough
A little sticker that says do not touch
People don’t know where their rights begin and end
Thus new ones get created,
Redwoods speak in slow-tongued speech Respect your elders of the forest and sea
Anything we build can be uprooted, lost in a blink,
Ask the sun to come out more it’ll bring daylight eyes to budding leaves
Take a pen and grasp its shape,
Find its heart tucked beneath rooted fears,
Capture a bit but always release, let things free stay free,
We all might be figurines in snow globes,
Dancing an offbeat jig to some omnipotent being
Kindness though is universal
Purity, essential
Not just to us but all creatures of the wellspring
Our welfare is barren
How often do we just seek?
Makers of the golden road,
Your eyes have become prying on the common man’s beliefs
Use your honor to pave a pathway
For the daytreaders tired feet
Virgins of visions past, uprooted,
Ideals aren’t just for dreams.