Random Me Part 4

Speaking Tree
~ Joy Harjo

I had a beautiful dream I was dancing with a tree

~ Sandra Cisneros

Some things on this earth are unspeakable:
Genealogy of the broken -
A shy wind threading leaves after a massacre,
Or the smell of coffee and no one there -

Some humans say tree are not sentinent beings,
But they do not understand poetry -

Nor can they hear the singing of trees when they are fed by wind, or water music -
Or hear their cries of anguish when they are broken and bereft -

Now I am a woman longing to be a tree, planted in a moist, dark earth
Between sunrise and sunset -

I cannot walk through all realms -
I carry a yearning I cannot bear alone in the dark -

What shall I do with all this heartache?