If Trees Could Walk

Oh, life, let me stride - wide. I'd like a walk to the ocean-side. The water, I'm told, is salty there; of matter and soil, it is bare. Release me from my tangled roots; let me be a tree that commutes. Although I abide to the woven thread that is pulled through life - no being spared - I'd like to do what I cannot with the rest of this life I have got.

Art and Music: Derrick Scott van Heerden.