All things an old growth love will do Give shelter from driving winds Hail and smothering snow Hide a sapling in the shade and force it up on show Insubstantial frame Prone to bend, bleed and burn Undiscerning firestorm One in one hundred flood Innocent marsupials breeding Forest elder tends young The canopy maturing Channeling the pure sweet rain Into tendrils for feeding Look up wonder and observe Generations time laid bare Tender skin of wood Precious to the earth And all our cares