
We think we are brave
craving to climb to the top—
too scared to jump down.

We think we are brave
craving to climb to the top—
too scared to jump down.

Life’s hazy at times;
sunshine behind stormy clouds—
the wind will blow on.

One in a hundred;
tree contributes to the team,
exhales oxygen.

Soaking up sunshine,
stiff, dark, and bitter green leaves
sparkle from within.

Single tree stands tall
defying its sunset days
halo around it