Eucalyptus Crenulata

Silver bark peeling,

I stand alone in this forest,

This tree stands alone in this forest,

Alone in life.

A small, rounded leaf

   s

     w

         a

            y

                s

                   Down to me.

Such elegance and grace,

This tree is beauty.

I leave the tree, the scent of 

Eucalptus engulfing me.

I live in a world of chemicals,

wildfires, floods, threats.

I come back to the tree.

It no longer lives in this cruel world.