Poem: Me the Tree

I am melting
Into the forest
The wet leaves
Are devouring my flesh
The ferns
Growing like
Hair on my arms
The trees
Becoming
Additional limbs

Pretty soon
I am no longer
Human
Just another
Tree
In a grove
Reaching
With all my friends
Toward
The sky

I don’t worry
About climate change
Nor about
An inferno
I do what I do
Until
I can no longer
Do it

Life is a mystery
Or at least
To people
But not to me
For I
Am now a tree

~ Gunnar Våken