Verse and Reverse (1921)/One Tree

If God had only made one tree
As beautiful as millions be,
All the world would come to see
That tall and trembling tree.

Birds would come on every wind,
Animals, and all mankind;
Every creature not stone-blind
That tree somehow would find.

In moods of doubt that come to me,
When I sadly wish to be
Something better than you see,
I dream I am a tree.

I strike my roots into a hill,
A century with growth fulfill,
That man and beast may feel a thrill
At a big tree standing still.