Little Redwood

In the ancient past, two thousand years or more

A little redwood seed falls to the forest floor

While native tribes flourish nearby and thousands of eagles rule the sky

A year passes by

And that little seed now stands eighteen inches high

And years speed on past, the little tree has grown

As across the world decrees were made, then carved in Rosetta Stone

While in the East, stones are laid by hand to build the Great Wall across the land

The little rеdwood stands

And when each year's complеte, it's grown four or five feet

Human history's growing pains

Never shake the little redwood's strength

Through thousands of years and billions of lives

The little redwood still survives

So, honor the giants, bow down in silence

Two hundred years pass, the tree grows in size

As a child is born in Bethlehem

and a

Roman Empire dies

There's a

Magna Carta

and a

Children's Crusade

while the world fights over how borders are made

The little redwood grows

A thousand years fly by, that tree's two hundred feet high

Invaders bring noise, they kill and destroy

Themselves and the trees with violent machines

There's Civil Wars and Cold Wars, and men invade the redwood's shores

All for timber, all for greed, while the redwoods watch in disbeliefHuman history's growing pains

Never shake the little redwood's strength

Through thousands of years and billions of lives

The little redwood survives and thrives

And still today, continues to rise

For years to come, after we're gone

The redwoods will carry on

So, honor the giants

Bow down in silence