Whispers

Pine, I am calling to you
 Aspen, I am singing to you
 Redwood, hear this song
 Birch-bark, weeping willow
 and Dogwood, blooming moonlight
 Cedar, let it fall, fall away
 Oak, you bore my body
 Bay, I bade you open these vessels...
 To receive your whispers
 tender breath-keepers
 givers of life to these lungs
 may I open my ears and
 surrender
 what can you tell me
 how can I tend you
 how can I tend to the ones
 who pour life through these lungs...
 Care for these rivers going dry
 bone and sorrow held as
 pain, drought of feeling, yet the
 rain can give us freedom, forest
 rain, but if we cut them, it goes
 away, help us
 open these vessels...
 To receive your whispers
 tender breath-keepers
 givers of life to these lungs
 may I open my ears and
 surrender
 what can you tell me
 how can I tend you
 how can I tend to the ones
 who pour life through these lungs...
 "We, for every one of us you've uprooted
 you can soothe it by planting another
 of the same as the kind you've uprooted
 every ending a beginning if you choose it...
 you can soothe it...
 if you choose it..."