Tree, Sky and Life

The sky meets the trees every morning, night and day.
When woman meets man, they begin to say,
What’s your name?
The sky, nor the tree, have ever asked that question,
but yet, they live in peaceful harmony.
The sky gives the stuff of life to the tree.
In exchange, the tree gives oxygen to us.
An existence so simple.
A relationship so pure.
Depending on each other,
with no demands, for sure.
Is a life so content, waiting for me?
Somewhere out there,
ready to set me free.
A life of hope passed from one to another,
to inspire continual love,
stronger than the love of a child and their Mother.

Copyright Michelle Poet - July 19, 2000

To be published in the International Library of Poetry's Anthology