To Be Alive

I sit alone
Under a willow tree and
It doesn't feel
So lonely to me.

I lay next
To an old, wise soul,
And realize
My life isn't through yet.

A willow tree
So old and wise,
Yet the heat is scorching
And it's dying inside.

A willow tree
So old and wise,
Has taught me many things
The most important is
To be alive.