Forgive me what I ask because I don't know for what the hell I asking, especially when all my asking is for selfish reasons.
I see life like I see trees and there's something magical about a forest, just as it is with a life and our society. In the forest is all we need.
Why do people want to cut trees down? Is it to your own profit and selfish ego?
I see people getting along the same way I see trees getting alone. If we don't branch out we die. The bigger ones smoother out the little ones unless Mother Nature intervenes.
More trees mean cooler temps, cleaner air, replenished water supplies and a safer more beautiful world.
Trees
I THINK that I shall never see A poem lovely as a tree.
A tree whose hungry mouth is prest Against the sweet earth's flowing breast;
A tree that looks at God all day,
And lifts her leafy arms to pray;
A tree that may in summer wear A nest of robins in her hair;
Upon whose bosom snow has lain; Who intimately lives with rain.
Poems are made by fools like me, But only God can make a tree.-- Joyce Kilmer, 1913
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