Love, Fire, Trees

What words lay waiting on the tip of your tongue tell the totality of what you are...or not. It depends on the tongue. It depends on how long the words lay in wait. It depends on whether they ever are told. It depends on how they are sent into the world. Who is "Love, Fire, Trees" ? The emotion that moves the world on its axis, The elemental force that forges those who will outlast all strife, The beings who breathe life from our wasted words, making clean air from gas, observing our folly and imparting wisdom to those observant enough to learn from such teachers of stature... If I may...you are passion, you are wisdom, you are care—your words betray you, and so: I praise you!