The heart of a living tree knows patience,
Seeking only to survive and to grow.
The stubborn will of grass knows persistence,
Defying the wind, the rain, and the snow.
The beautiful flowers know flash and style,
To caress the senses and warm the heart;
And the seeds know stillness and silence, while
The long sleep of winter fulfills its part.
If the lives of plants know wisdom so deep,
Yet only observe us and never share;
Are they silent because they are asleep,
Or reticent because they do not care?
Perhaps they all choose to remain apart,
Awaiting kindness from the human heart.
We are only now beginning to understand that plants react to us and our actions with a vague and unique awareness.