A Talk With A Tree

You live an easy life.

Is that so, come and stand in the sun. You dumb!

Life has not been harsh to you 

I cope with the moods of the clouds, you fool!

You have no idea what struggles

 we do how cruel life is

It breaks us every time.

Let me remind you I have grown out of a seed.

 I've strived,

Struggled 

Then reached this height.

To hold me up

 my roots have gone

 deep in the ground.

Those who aspire to touch the heights of the sky. 

Should also know the depths of the soil. 

You worry because you have hurry to the glory

Okay! Okay, I am sorry...