Looking down, I see the ground, that lies before my feet.
I gaze upon the grass below, each blade dressed up in green.
A tree root nestled with the grass, has caught my wondering glance.
I follow as it snakes along, as though I'm in a trance.
Now I stand before this ancient, massive trunk of a tree
I feel it pull me upward, insisting that I see....
Slowly, I explore it's trunk, it's branches, then the leaves.
Leaves of green are laced with beams of sunlight in between.
It's clear to me, this aging tree was giving me this sight