16 Oct 2024 at 12:15PM

John:
I wish I were a lonely tree,
With little responsibility.
Under a blue sky so fair,
l'd catch the birds of the air,
and so tall what great sights I would see!

Ruth:
I wish to be a lonely tree,
With no tasks to assign.
Under such a clear and bright sky,
Birdwatching without fear.

As a tree, I stand so tall,
No worries, no stress at all.
Gazing at the wonders around,
In my roots, peace is found.

Dreaming of such a carefree life.
Just a tree, not you or me.
Under the vast cerulean dome,
Nature's beauty, my only home.

A lonely tree with no deadlines,
Just branches sway with the wind's signs.
Countless feathers decorate my view,
Oh, what a tranquil life to pursue!

Yearning to be a solitary tree,
Absorbing the world's serenity.
Under such the vast blue sky,
Free from the bustling human tides.

Michael:
Ah, to ascend as solitary arboreal sentinel,
Silent witness to the transient dance of celestial,
Branches bare, a stark contrast to the burdened soul,
A silent sentinel, unshackled from the mundane scroll.

Under the vast cerulean expanse, a tranquil throne,
Where whispers of the zephyrs are my sole known,
No deadlines to heed, no stress...