Elucidating Questions

I feel bad for all the trees we plant solitary in the city for “beautification”

When a tree should be surrounded by all of her children and their’s

So seldom a single standing tree

And when they are it’s always significant

I’ve seen this tree in my neighbour’s yard

I’ve seen many of her children sprout in ours only to be destroyed

Or die in the heat

There is one now

Falling over as it grows

I always hope that the landlord doesn’t notice until it’s “too late” but

There’s never really a too late for humanity

They’ll be like

Oh I’ll just bring a bigger tool to destroy it anyways

I remember those souls

I wonder if she does?

Did her roots feel their’s as they grew

And then died?

They do not get to know the trees they lay claim to

They did not mourn as I watched the two cedars in the backyard die from the lack of rain last year

They unceremoniously chopped them down once they were dead

He felt nothing as he tore the blackberry bushes to shreds

I don’t know how they do it

Someone in my childhood told me plants were alive and then I

And I wonder how they didn’t

They’re alive

I have moments I can’t tread on the grass because I am afraid to harm it and all the tiny bugs living among it

I know that everything I consume came from a living thing

All of it was alive and wanted to be

I don’t necessarily say a blessing for my food

But I know it had to be sacrificed for me to live so I am eternally grateful

They don’t seem to see this big beautiful alive world as that

You really have to just accept that everything lives

This very Universe we are alive in is alive

In ways we will never be able to comprehend

As a lonely person maybe I see loneliness in others

But when I see humanity’s version of “beautiful”

I just wonder how many lonely souls that cruel vision has created