Lakeside Trees
Photo by: Paola Lopez Velasco
Lakeside Trees
Seeds, in the ground,
moisture and dampness, surround,
these little spheres,
these little spheres, don’t hear, a sound.
Voices, around,
nurture the beauty, within,
these little spheres,
their lives will begin.
Emerge from the earth,
develop and change,
know that it’s worth,
absorbing the sunlight.
Is it not strange,
how voices subside,
when you’ve grown,
reaching up, and striving, for new heights.
Seeds, in the ground,
moisture and dampness, surround,
these little spheres,
these little spheres, don’t hear, a sound.
Voices, have found,
just how much charm, there has been
with these little spheres,
why not drop them in.
Written By: Isaac Dinotno
