I sit and gaze at forests
Amazed at what I see
Most from tiny seed have grown
No bigger than a pea



They fall to Earth on windy days
Are blown round and round
Until as if by miracle unknown
Find their own small piece of ground



There they lie in dormant state
Some destined soon to be
Bursting forth with their own life
To become majestic trees



They wait until the rains do fall
Then normally in the spring
The water it will give them growth
And sprout new life to bring



As each year then passes on
They pass all nature’s tests
When eventually they do become
Part of tomorrow’s forests



Then it’s turn for them to release
A seed of their very own
So when they die and wither away
Another tree be grown



And so it would always remain
The forest forever there to be
But due to man’s ignorance
He destroys that very tree



As I sit in wonder
And gaze out with much joy
I also pause and pray a while
Man will soon cease to destroy



For if we continue on this path
Of destruction all around
It won’t be the trees my children see
But bare and barren ground



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Dark Blue Knight ~ Eddie
20th November 1999
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