Do not disturb the soil beneath my feet For I have stood a century and more, Above man's traffic and his noise I greet All passing souls within my shade's retreat.
Do not pollute the air my leaves intake Or cloud the sun with choking noxious fumes I breathe your waste, the air you need I make, His radiant light my consciousness illumes.
Tread lightly on the earth thyself aware My gift of life a glory to behold, Trees in bloom are beautiful, more fair "€œ I stand a symbol of the strong and bold.
Beside me sit awhile, my strength is thine, Feel the breath of God within my limbs, I know myself a part of His design For through my sap there flows the force divine.
Poems Undated (1727)
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