A Chai Garden of Eighteen Trees

EIGHTEEN TREE SAPLINGS PLANTED IN ISRAEL

I have always felt the
living presence of trees
The forest that calls to me deeply
As though the woods
were marrow of my bone
As though I myself were tree
A breathing, reaching arc
 of the larger canopy
 Beside the brook bubbling to foam
 like the one deep in these woods
that calls, and that whispers home

~ THIS IS A POEM JUST BECAUSE WE LOVE TREES ~
IT IS NOT PRINTED ON YOUR CERTIFICATE OF TREE PLANTING