The Tree Of Yesterday

The Tree of Yesterday The tree of yesterday Tried little talk to me Made an appeal of love Through sign that I could feel As a sweet kind touch on my upper lip. It was an old tree's teardrop Which slowly travelled through The abstract time and space Meant to be love's water, warm and sweet But into a snowflake changed By all the sadness seen On this last century. It seen so many relative and friends Killed, put down by tools of all kind for making things that would transform humanity into machines for slavery hushing away positive power of own minds. These days the humans have to work and work And work. For less and less. Time, more and more. So much, that they forgot The tree of yesterday.. Note&Wonders: Have humans true forgot, or really lost such minds? ! Pleasure to search for the life's beauty in nature's company To find own similarities through sense of sight, or smell! ? Touch and admire the brown woody stem of trees, learn, regain from them good balance And then barefooted walk freshly green, black earth on face shall grease and smell How light and dark of day and night help us recall back most healthy energy of love!