Sky and Trees

The sky watches down on the land,

unwavering, relentless. Its expressions

and emotions never portrayed.

A stoic guardian, always calm.

The trees stand proud on the land.

Hanging around fellow trees, waving

To all who see them. It protects

Who dwells under it, resisting harm.

But sometimes the sky cries, thunders down, full of anger and guilt.

But sometimes the trees break, shed leaves, full of anguish and despair.

Yet the sky clears, clouds leave, hope spreading across.

Yet the trees blossom, leaves flourish, change emanating.

Always existing, always connecting, always protecting.