A hollowed tunnel formed,
Surrounded on each side.
These trees they stand so tall,
Heights of strength and pride.
Their large looming shadows,
Menacing in the dark night.
By day, they are graceful dancers,
Pulling away to take flight.
Knotted for an eternity,
Held back by roots entwined.
Wanting to break free,
Beyond the roads that wind.
On the whisper of the winds,
Gentle breezes through them blow.
Fluttering their webs of leaves,
To touch the ground, they grow.
Find me where I wander,
Break these vines that bind.
Caress me in your silken cloak,
Release all worries from my mind.
Look up to see the sunshine,
Dappled on the ground below.
Feel the warmth of love,
In my face, the truth will glow.
©2012 Carol Gregoire
Heading toward Coral Gables and Coconut Grove in Miami, Florida, their is a long winding road, lined with these beautiful Banyan trees on either side. Their branches reach across to each other and form a lovely tunnel. This poem is about those Banyan trees.