Tsuga Canadensis 20" x 24"

My arms stretched out to grace you with shade. I've touched your grandmothers and their grandfathers with my beauty. Can you hear a single bird sing her lonely song? Can you here a tree crying a legacy dying? Solitude, deep breaths, with a heavy heart transforming the illusion of helplessness to hope. And ask, "Is it ok to let our ancestors fade away?" Will you be the voice for the majestic Tsuga Canadensis "Eastern Hemlock"

Poem by Talia

Art by Eddie