“Martini Trees”

Focus not on yourself you tired soul. Grab a bed of grass and lay like leaves fallen from my branches. Relax. Listen to the earth young man. Can you feel my roots growing just beneath your little restless body? I didn’t think so, but nonetheless they are there, and I am here towering high above with my three friends, watching you, wondering what you’re thinking about. I hope happiness has found you these days in all that you do. I mean that with every fiber of wood that brings me life.

You know something, we are a lot a like, you and I. We both need water and food and air and especially the sun so we can grow to be strong. I know, I know, I’m running off at the branches, it’s just that you haven’t been here in a while, and I get lonely from time to time: do you know what I mean?

I know you are burdened with your own issues…, job, family, your country, good Lord.. This is not a joke. I really am concerned, what with allthe turmoil these days. We really wish more of you could relax, right here in the grass, enjoying our soft breezes, warmth and color. We like circles, big green booming circles like delicious olives bouncing up and down from branch to branch. Say! Would you like a martini?