Idle Thoughts Under a Tree

 

Under an Ahela tree

I gaze up at its fine yellow flowers

Is this tree the prettiest there is

Or is it just second to the Japanese Cherry

Under an Ironwood tree

I gaze up at its bright red leaves

Is its wood the strongest there is

Or is it just second to the Australian Buloke

Under a Banyan tree

I gazed up at its fine green leaves

Do these branches hold the truth

Or just ghosts to eat the fruits

Under another great tree

I gazed up at its splendid leaves

Will enlightenment embrace me here

Or when night falls will I feel fear