If you could speak, or give some sign
from your experience,
how you would enlighten us
with all that you have seen.
Your majesty all shaded in green beauty
adorns our tedious world.
You eat our folly, and give back life support
we little do deserve.
Food and shelter you freely give to species numerous,
with little thanks returned.
Time moves slowly in your world, where only seasons count,
opposed to our fanaticisum.
Would that we could emulate your constancy,
and humble sophistication.
Oh! wonderous oak, relieve our tormented minds,
from life's crassness,
so we may live once more in harmony with you,
and no more seek for inconsequence.
Thomas Norman
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/ode-to-an-oak-tree/
