this thousand year old tree
so old, its barks break apart
long dry mouths all over that
sing songs of rain and shine
despite the hardening wrinkles
if i could understand the language
of trees, i could tell a million secrets
of the solar system, their close friends
by day, by night, waving to the heavens
and the sun, the tree has him in his skin
like two lovers corpulating
john tiong chunghoo
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-trees-and-the-sun/
