I thank the demanding parent and the one who gave me unconditional love,the two who’ve made this tree today. I thank the lover who showed me the stars, the brother who told me the truth is hard.
I thank the rains that stole my grace, the winds that whipped my face, the suns that grew my eaves, and the colds that killed my leaves.
I thank the men that cut me down – laid me dead against the ground – for when I fell I cast my seeds around. And now I’ll grow again, a hundred times tall, a thousand roots deep, and I’ll spread many limbs to your call.