Birches bend and shed their bark, but should they bend for me?

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Birches bend and shed their bark
to conquer obstacles impending
for every leaf to reap the light
to start anew each season’s ending

Now several transformations in
the birches soon will share their home
and hardy branches weaved through kin
will find their passageways are blocked

And foreign structures standing tall
where once were only forests vast
containing creatures unfamiliar
present extraordinary tasks

With might and careful adaptation
the birches twist and find their path
through hesitant amalgamation
forming bond to thrive as one –

but bending to the will of none