i am a tree,
rooted in the earth,
swaying in the wind
perhaps shedding some branches in the storm
but holding fast to the knowledge
that the sun will shine again
and the winds of change will rest
and i will grow
and savor the warmth of summer
let me blossom
and uphold my glory
for this is my purpose
to bear the fruit of my labor
to offer it freely
to those who thirst
and hunger
to awaken
into their own divinity
and to find the source within
and to see
i am thee