A tree

We see

Is not

The tree

That is

A tree

We see

Is upside

Down while

What we

See may

Be beautiful

It’s roots

Are it’s

Strength as

Are we

And then

The logs

Jammed down

River and

The more

I jumped

And pushed

And pulled

The tighter

They became

Then I

Knew that

I had

Nothing to

Do with

The quagmire

And surrendered

Allowing the

River to

Untangle itself

Spoke to

God again

They put

You to

Your knees

Don’t they

He asked

I nodded

Yes who

Helps you

Stand He

Asked You

Do I

Prayed no

He said

I simply

Raise your

Eyes to

Mine it’s

You that

Then stands

Lost I

Looked and

Found none

Then remembered

A mouse

I’d known

I’d freed

Him from

A trap

And gave

Him back

His life

In darkness

I know

That what

I seek

Is not

Mine but

Those lives

Of others

To help

Which is

A blessing

For sure

Life lives

We fail

And learn

And if

Lucky we

Uncover the

Truth that

Life isn’t

About us

But about

Them and

Somehow some

Of us

Must shoulder

The burden

Of others

To lessen

Theirs there

Is a

Mantra to

Repeat I

Am here

For you