The evergreen stands
with leafy greenness extending from each bow,
as other trees cast their golden leaves
swirling in the daily breeze.
The evergreen, rooted firmly to the earth,
aside from her growth
that continues on each stem
of her arms.
She sees the mountain,
that's also unchanging
apart from the winds of time
that may shift its surface structure,
but its essential form remains.
The other trees,
the grasses, the soil,
the flowers, lilacs and daisies,
all move with the tides of change
but their essence remains,
appearing again at winter's end
in the full brightness
of shooting stems,
fresh green leaves,
and fertile soil;
all add their beauty
to the impermanence of all things,
that brings to us many surprises,
like the evergreen,
some things stand
—one of them being Love.