The Dream of the Mighty Oak Tree

October 21, 2007 § Leave a comment

[a.k.a. “Tree of Wisdom”]

In the silence of this room,
I hear the echo of birth…
thunder and lightening of earth;
A mighty tree mounts in womb.

To the depths of his roots…
to the face of his bark…
touch his bare branches; Mark~
signs of life bear good fruits.

The shape of inner being:
the roots, trunk, branches, and leaves~
a world of Adam and Eves…
Are we capable of seeing?

Unaware, immortal tree,
wise in numbers…breathe fresh air~
Chopping down life, results bear…
Common rebirth, think…Trustee.

Tall and well-spaced harmony~
maturing, mistletoe of the Oak…
Out of a dream, my senses awoke
with an understanding kiss from thee.

 

© Sonya Rose

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