Conversation with a Lark

I’ve been talking to trees for years. They teach me about life. When I asked about humans a while ago, the tree I was talking to shut down. I’ve tried several other trees since then. It’s like throwing an off switch. They go silent.

Two weeks ago I met a lark tree in Switzerland.
”We don’t talk to humans about humans. No tree will do this,” it said.
”Why?” I asked.
”Perhaps Mount Rakmun will talk to you,” said the lark, told me where I could find her and went silent.

“”What do you call that tree?” asked the foreigner.
“Beautiful,” answered the native in the local tongue.
The foreigner nodded. The native smiled.”
Dartwill Aquila

(Tomorrow: The Riddles of Mount Rakmun)