Tree of Signs

My limbs grow high up in the air

Sprouting the seed planted in my heart

The seed of my soul

I hold the world with so much care

With so much to offer

From the day I was born

To the day I die old

Fingertips grace an endless sky

A million stars sparkle in my eyes

Gentle breeze shakes loose a smile

Even when eyes stream

I flourish under the sun’s beam

Illuminating a sacred choice

To rejoice with my signs