You send up your first fronds with shimmering green

The unfurling offering hope

after all the devastation that's been

Your light and life is for all to aspire

after all that black when we felt so flat

It hit my head and heart with a mighty splat
But prayer trees are everywhere to be found

Not just one small fern tree but in groups together so tall "Look at me"!

"Prayer Trees" I acknowledge as I pass you by.

Ever reaching, your veritable hands are silently preaching

Look up and lift up into the Light
the dark charcoal earth and stark trees are nothing now

Row after row of black beside you
reminders of natures fiery power

that dark past is gone with rain and shower.

There IS new life
It's a constant power