THE PINE TREE STATE

  

O Evergreen, I like the way you follow

The sky as you grow upward through the years,

Reaching, reaching, toward the vast and clear!

And when your needles pierce that twinkling hollow

Of space, and all Earth’s universe you swallow,

I feel that then I too shall be complete:

My roots and branches stretching deep to deep,

O Evergreen, to reach the end of sorrow.

 

And as you sway above me, I below

Shall spread before you on still waters’ tides

Reflections through the seasons as we grow

Dependently upon each other’s lives.

In me you plumb the depths, in you I rise,

Inseparably embodied in this scene—

One Man whose Mind is always Evergreen.