Tallest Tree in the Forest (Sonnet)
Cedar forest rings my humble abode,
Giants swaying in an angry wind,
Rain clouds loose their watery load,
For their nature is to be undisciplined,
How am I to know my verdant friends,
Standing here alone on forest floor?
While most of what is seen ascends,
But for a better view I shall explore,
A search begins to find the tallest tree,
The one most eager to kiss a rising Sun,
The climb nearly takes the best of me,
Reaching highest bow I sit in adoration,
From high above an endless sea of olivine,
Until now…an arboreal family gone unseen
Ray Lucero
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