As our bark caressed companions

Here to live, provide for, sustain

Fully worthy, relevant, necessary

Helping another as shade, fuel, calming

To be the oxygen for

With beauty of just being there to inspire

Sure, have your seasons of dormancy and rest

But then return, invigorated and spartan-like

Withstanding the raging environment

Harsh as it may be

Determined to be

The salt-seasoning that draws

The God flavors

From deep within the soil

Revealing His light

Radiating from our limbs

It really would be

No other way

Let me tell you

This is why you are here.