Tribe of Trees

I come from a tribe of trees

a pine cone with feet

an acorn with wings

I am
Seed cracked open
Tender tap root reaching
Mighty, mighty root
Sweet sap oozing
Blossoms and Full Flower
Leaf barren
Fallen Fruit

I return to earth

Sun-kissed
Rain fed
I am earth blessed

I come from a tribe of trees
and
I have something to sow.