OMajestic sentinels rise from the earth
Piercing Heaven’s realm
Gigantic trees of unknown birth
Their beauty overwhelms
Secrets kept within their boughs
Echo in their silence
A soul can’t help but yearn to know
Who else has been in their presence?
Did ancient villagers find refuge here,
From the wind and sun?
Did mighty warriors, their horses steer
When these giants were still young?
A waxing moon peers through their branches
A game of hide and seek
I gaze and wonder at the chances
That I might get a peek.