under the tree
under the tree of life
a cold wind chills
as a restful soul perches under.
around the tree of vitality
stretches of endless field
the stage for those frenetic souls
frolicking in the fields.
surrounding the tree of life
the leaves falling from the sky
in seemingly random, oscillating
motions in time.
a place where candour loses meaning
where serenity reigns supreme
for now, these souls get
to take refuge
in the circle of life.