Art © 2023 Joyce Chng
If a tree walks through
the forest
and no one sees it
and the other trees stand mute,
unseeing, unmoving but for
the wind rustling
their branches,
does it feel unreal?
Does it get lonely?
Does it wonder if it will always walk
alone?
Does it finally stop
and stand,
years passing,
hoping that one day
another tree will walk past?
Does it try to imagine what it
will say
and how it will feel
and what it would be like
to walk side by side
with another?
© 2023 David Birch Ellis
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