to protect the tree the flowers wait to open ‘til the time is right
of all animals humans are the only ones told to wash their hands
we wait for spring, stuck indoors, which makes our winter memories warmer
spring feels late this year as the cherry tree slowly begins to flower
ideas are seeds that cannot be realized if they’re locked away
no matter how deep the roots run, they’re only there to support the tree
there’s a certain flow to life that we can resist at our own peril
a storm took the tree but the part where two people carved their love still stands
our world was made small muffled sounds, obscured vision by the late night snow
the shortest distance is a man-made idea; nature doesn’t care
uptown jack 