Now you stand like a king,
Like a hermit crab with her pincers,
Waving strange, curvy branches above my head.
Just with a slight sway, your leaves pat my hair.
The hot sun searches for someone to scorch,
But under you, all little fauna find solace—
A citadel of cool breezes and life!

Now I recall this little, sickly seed,
Blown about in the light air,
And frail, cast out into the open.
And this seed became a tree,
A king of the open air,
A fortress for the ants and bees
Dwelling up and down the branches,
A solace for the birds,
Singing heartily with joy,
A colony of mushrooms growing on the roots,
Loving the tree’s hospitality and care.
And for us hopeful humans,
Taking warmth under the tree’s shed.

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