And I wish to ask him -

Do you feel the winds
as they whip through the sky?
Does the sunlight excite in you
    some feeling of joy and wealth?
The cool spring rain,
    falling as if from Heaven itself -
do you revel in the pure exhilaration?

Standing tall among your brothers,
do you realize your own majesty?
Do you remain humble, standing straight
    while your sisters dance and sway?
Are you filled with pride
    as your branches slick the water away,
providing them shelter during the storm?

Do you feel a sense of responsibility
for those that call you home?
Are you woken by the sounds of
    hungry mouths and happy chittering?
Are you thankful for the creatures
    nesting amongst your branches, littering
the ground with the seeds of your young?

Can you feel my thanks
as I kiss your leaves in praise?
Do these eyes betray my wonderment
    while I look silently up from the ground?
I only wonder if you feel my warmth
    as I wrap my arms around
your strong base, my cheek against yours.