The mighty trees and the tiny plants don’t know their names, that they have been classified into taxonomies, ordered, organized. They only know to grow up toward the sun. To sink roots deep in the earth. To be.
The mighty trees and the tiny plants don’t know their names, that they have been classified into taxonomies, ordered, organized. They only know to grow up toward the sun. To sink roots deep in the earth. To be.
“Let’s hear it for the dolphins.
Lets hear it for the trees.
Aint runnin out of nuthin in my deep freeze.
It’s casual entertaining.
We aim to please.” (Followed by most excellent saxaphone riff) -Mark Knopfler
No doubt the trees can hear it. But they only speak to those who listen.