a tree
is a tree
even as a small tree
in a tray
reflecting its own
reality
does it wants to remain
small or spread wide its arms
dig its roots deeper
and grow until
growth becomes
vulgarity
not obsequious
practice
more than a thousand
years ago
about trees
or to determine
how much people
could be molded
remain small
allow someone else
to decide
how expansive
or limited
they will become
now an art form
we marvel at
these perfectly
small trees
elegant
certainly a contemplation
for both grower and viewer
such patience
ingenuity
maybe
just control