My friend the tree

At the edge of my path
Was once a proud tree.
We were both full of life,
In us an unfulfilled dream.

I moved to far away,
The yearning drove me.
Grasp for the splendor of the Stars;
Many moons circled their orbit.

My old friend of the way,
Proudly extend your tribe.
Your branches was full of life,
Green saluted your mighty crown,

Wore your robe worthy.
In the magic of the autumn timeless
Fell sighing sheet by sheet,
Quietly echoes the song of the Muses,

Ready is our tomb.
Now I am standing here
in front of  you,
Embracing your tribe;
Feel your rough bark.

Oh friend, forgive me;
Nature directs our way.
Tears of resin, moist my eyes,
Pearls over your bark.

Under your roots, deep in the throat;
Forever Our Covenant:
Man and Nature!

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