The Mother Tree of Life – Kihei, HI

I am a tree–felled by ax, thunder storms or bad ideas.

Mainly boys, carve into my bark. Ouch!

Don’t they know I bleed?

The uncut tree numbers are less each year,

leaving no bark to carve.

The shade is disappearing.

So, plant me in a well-stocked sub or pod

with all the tress I love and we will float away.

A(wo)men.

Like a lotus–opening….