Evergreen I'm not an evergreen, I never have been. I do not grow in perfect harmony all the year round. I take my cues from chatter deep underground, it is quite profound. I'm more like the Beech whose grandeur reaches peak, then shakes off its leaves to let the nutrients go deep. That's when healing begins. No, I'm not an evergreen. I never have been. In winter, I'm renewing. And none of it is seen.