Prudence

The tree is leaning away from the house
In an act of photosynthetic genius.
Survival: it is too tall by now
Its leaves are too high up to be noticed
Their ceiling discrete enough
More discrete, at least
Than the ivy floor
Lain neatly centered around the tree
Symmetry unnoticed by tired pedestrians
They only see the roots cresting
And so it seems like an upside-down
And dangerous tree
Leaning towards the house.