Come and see
the wisdom of the tree.
How its roots
know the steady strength of faithfulness.
How its branches
reach beyond itself in praise.
How its leaves
give voice to the wind.
How its canopy
provides shelter and shade to strangers.
How its colors
shift with the seasons.
Yes, the tree knows
the rhythm of death and resurrection
—the Way of Life.
Wow. I think that one needs to hang on my wall. So beautiful.
Thank you, Melody. I’ve always loved trees and the imagery of Psalm 1, so it was a joy to reflect on and write.
Such rich and beautiful imagery. I see so much of you in this poem! Thank you for writing it.
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Thank you, beloved.