The canopies, swaying on the cosmic winds, Have sang alarming melodies to us, trembling. Where we live, where we grow, where we thrive, Unknown vessels passed near our forests.
The persons at our care Grew convinced that A bad omen it is indeed. Others are in great danger. The cerebrates carry this message Onto others who might need it now. Like trees communicate with others To act against pests and invaders, We give our neighbors this warning:
Protect yourselves.









