The Trees Are Not Silent by Louise Gallagher The trees are not silent. They whisper the stories of the wind as it passes through their branches holding on to the tall tales and chronicles of life passing by as time writes its memories into its bark. The trees are not silent. They shelter birds and their nests hidden from preying eyes that would steal away new life reaching for food and stretching wings on outstretched limbs gathering courage to take flight. The trees are not silent. Their roots dig deep into the earth collecting the stories of those who crawl and scamper beneath the surface digging up the soil drawing its rich effluents up into their sturdy trunks etched with stories of who loves who and those who no longer do. The trees are not silent. They are our story gatherers Our memory keepers Our secret bearers Our wisdom holders Our connectors into the web of nature that binds us all to this tapestry of life. The trees are not silent. Listen deep. They have stories to tell.