A NERUDA ODE TO THE TALL WHITE PINE

Mighty
sentinel
to the sky,
tall
and handsome
your
beauty
and
poise
attract me
in every
way.
You are
naively wise
young
in age
but mature
among
your forest
peers.
Drunk
in
the wind,
you
call
to
me
with your
sweet
smells
and faint
smoke
of
many fires.
And
your sap
clings
to me,
sticky
and
inescapable.
2005