trees, love, & other things

her name was ever-green.

her leaves never lost color

and she never had a dry season.

she was deeply rooted, and easily seen

she was the tallest of all the trees.

her name was ever-green.

one day he saw her standing on her tip-toes

trying to touch the sky,

he hoped she was reaching for him

as she was the most beautiful thing

he had seen up this high.

he kissed her every day the sun went away,

just trying to get her attention.

she gave him the time of night,

but rarely the time of day;

because once the sun came out,

he didn't matter to her in any way.

on cold days he wrapped her in white blankets,

but still she preferred to sun-bathe.

he was a cloud, she was a tree

but no matter how much he tried,

he could never win the love of she.

his persistence was admired,

but not by who he thought;

unaware that every time he showered down

his touch reached a little further--

turning the soil into mud.

the soil, she soaked up his tears

when no one else could or would,

and wrapped herself in his white blankets,

hidden shaded from the sun.

she was in love with the cloud

but knew she would never be seen

because she could never reach as high,

or stand as tall

as the lovely, miss ever-green.

the soil slept every night beneath the trees,

just hoping for a storm...

knowing that alone her beauty,

could never captivate the cloud all on its own.

the tree dreamt of the sun,

the cloud dreamt of the tree,

the soil dreamt of the cloud--

and still none of them realized,

that their love was far out of their league

they reached for skies that would never be theirs,

because they had big dreams

of love and of being loved 

by someone who made them feel completely free.

love has no limits,

except for the ones we set ourselves

but often we are too busy pining for someone else

to see that there is other love out there

that will love us back

the way we deserve.