I spoke to the trees this morning

and they -blurry blue and icy- admitted:

they were born on a different planet.

It’s The Planet of Peace

so they know nothing about anger

and war

and wrath

and wrongs.

Why are they here? I asked.

To teach, they said, of love

and light

and life

and lullabies.

But what they saw, as they lived here,

they did not comprehend.

So I had to explain

Anger

War

Wrath

Wrongs

until I broke down crying.

And then, the oldest one

wrapped his branches around me

and the little ones

rained upon me with golden leaves

to make me smile.

And, in one voice, they said

“Come, child, with us,

(and bring your people)

to The Planet of Peace,

for you are born for

Love

Light

Life

and Lullabies.”

And so I did, and so I do,

every single day

me and my people,

through poetry

and faith.