I painted this https://pic8.co/sh/YthVZT.png and then it inspired the below: On the land atop the hills There it stood peaceful and still. No sound of turmoil, no harsh word A tree was planted in the dirt. Clouds, wind, crisp clean air With leaves in summer, but winter bare. Nests in spring for the birds Color in fall to please the hikers. The lonely tree watched over the land Through storms and weather grand. It watched the lake fill and dry Through the years, by and by. I smiled at it, its trunk I touched, Its strength and age I felt so much. Under its shade I rested and thought, Of reasons to be, and reasons to not. On that land atop the hill, I found in nature a small thrill, Not with sound of turmoil, nor harsh word, Just a lonely tree planted in the dirt.