Planted firmly in the ground,

I shake not when someone comes near,

But show my connection with humanity inadvertently.

My toes are what people notice,

As if I will daintily or clumsily move through the forest,

Lumbering towards a new pasture.

As if that could be better than where I am right now.

Where God put me.

A reader recommended this song as a result of reading the poem.

I’d Rather Be Here