The Tree in Me

The roots come up from my soul
Deep within my mother earth
Where I cling to for nourishment
I look to her  for  protection  too
When the rain falls down
I try catch and hold on to it
But it runs through my leaves
Into the earth again
I guess we really   never
own  anything
I wait for her to give it back
to my roots
So I will have the
strength to stretch
my branches and receive the sun
My mother she brings out
the tree in me