by Ethel Mortenson Davis
The trees have always
extended their hands to us,
making deep, cool chambers of cedar,
birch and maple,
where enlightenment is possible.
But we, in turn,
have responded
with a sharp slap
to the side of their face.
The women of Kenya
started a green revolution
across their land:
Women planting trees
in hope of stopping
the encroaching desert.
Trees that created a moist climate,
pulling water to the parched lips of Kenya.
When our great, great, grandchildren
ask us what we have done
to save the trees on our planet,
will we be the generation of enlightenment,
or one with empty hands?
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