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.