Cedar trees

I want to know your roots and what makes you stand so tall, despite your small beginnings. What makes you blossom and bloom, and what makes you want to fall away and drop everything. I want to know what swirls around you when your mind is windy, and what elements you can best withstand. How much sunlight do you need? And who relies on you to breathe each day? Who has tried to climb your branches but fallen off? Were you a wild seed, or were you carefully planted and groomed? How long does it take for you to heal when your bark’s been compromised? More subtle than a weeping willow, less common than oak. Cedar reminds me of you, but only because I love how it smells. Are you more comfortable in a forest, or do you stand alone? I want to know what the rings around your insides look like, and if they’d reflect your age.