Not Like Every Other Tree

I sprout from the ground with joy, pushing away the dirt, that tries to imprison me.

In search for the sun, because my spirit screams, it will nourish me .

I am inspired to grow as high as the highest tree.

The clouds of this world try to hide the sun and lie to me.

Forever rain producing that eternal water that helps me grow.

Lightning may strike thunder me roar, but I will not allow my leaves to hang low.

I am exactly what He created me to be, different not like every other tree.