The Trees Said

We will never let you go.
I had listened long
for something else,
but this is what I heard.
I heard myself speak
the truth in a voice of pine
and moved on.

We’ll see about that,
I said to myself, believing
my words were the trees’,
but having thus spoke
and turning to go,
I split my heart in two.

copyright 2005 Elizabeth Trotter
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