The branches rest peacefully occasionally rocking at the visitation of a gentle breeze.

They it make it seems as though they’ll always be

It calmness perpetuating this fallacy

It acts as though it doesn’t know what’s coming next

Maybe because it doesn’t

It’s a paradigm of continuity

Standing in the same place it did yesterday and ten years before that.

Same place for a long time?

Not stagnation if you look in the wrong direction

Don’t look around

Look up

It’s a paradigm of continuity

Taller than it was two months ago and two decades before that

growing it did

Until it was “grown” (your always growing)

Taking on a new purpose as it did,

It now shades the people it sat under as a seed

This is a tree

This is change

The branches rest peacefully occasionally rocking at the visitation of a gentle breeze.

They act as they’ve been

Endurant

Its calmness perpetuating this characteristic

It acts

But to reflect that it’s a paradigm of promotion

From nothing to something