When the big tree falls <br /> Hit by lightning <br /> Roared by thunder <br /> <br /> When the big tree finally falls <br /> And I was there <br /> A big sound <br /> Of a giant old tree <br /> Falling finally to the ground <br /> <br /> The arrogance <br /> That used to be <br /> <br /> By that big old tree <br /> We all looked upon <br /> It was so high <br /> And we did not <br /> Climb it anyhow <br /> <br /> For fear <br /> And <br /> Perhaps respect for its grandeur <br /> <br /> And today this big tree falls <br /> Hit by lightning and roared by thunder <br /> <br /> The universe claps upon the <br /> Fall of arrogance and pride <br /> And a tree's belief about <br /> Its hugeness and <br /> Strength <br /> <br /> Now this tree falls <br /> And I am here watching it <br /> <br /> You are not here <br /> You are in some foreign country <br /> <br /> How can I tell you <br /> <br /> That this tree has fallen <br /> <br /> And there is nothing to fear anymore? <br /> <br /> When a tree falls and you are not there <br /> Your logic tells <br /> <br /> There is no tree <br /> There is no tree of such strength and posture <br /> There is no tree like that <br /> <br /> That can ever fall <br /> All because a lightning hits it <br /> And all because the thunder roared <br /> <br /> Without you.<br /><br />RIC S. BASTASA<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-tree-46/
