We are many
We watched your solitude
Covered you from prying eyes
Rose mightily
In defiance of the sky

Of the earth we grow
Stronger, longer
Than any of you

Yet we are prey to your whims,
Your wantonness
You soft ones, so brief of life

One of you broke us off
Cut us from the stems from which we came
Now we are lost, withering, wilting
Without recourse or respite
Yet we will still cover and protect you
In the dark of night, when you need us, we'll be there