The tantrum and the tree

one heard whispering amongst trees,
loud conundrum followed with blames,
long-brief meetings older than seas
ending with fires with no flames.

so who wielded, whose hand is god?
do family trees come with roots?
Poetry answered using Groot’s
un-rooted self, while leaving mud.

“Thor’s my friend yes, with his hammer
but he doesn’t cut earth-borne trees
his hammer answers stretched-out palms
pushing down everything with ease

poetry shall one day meet her
tantrum, not Thor, just remember”.

Ruddapoet