The Whispers Through Your Branches

I sit,                      Letting your beauty envelope me,     

         Majestic, mystical, magical,                      Sun rays dance through your leaves,           

           Warming my face,                   Your roots a warm embrace, comforting me,       

The breeze whispers through your branches,            I sense you are trying to tell me something,                   

 You have been here waiting, waiting, waiting,   As time passses you by like the rings around your centre,        

  Many like you are now the fallen ones,          Cut down one by one,                   

Somedays you mourn,       But you always stand tall,                                                                                     

My beautiful glorious gum.