The trees know,
Their arms are raised in praise.
They are the silent watchers,
Keepers of God’s grace.
Witnesses to earth’s energy and
Sentinels of belief.
Living unmoving, uncomplicated lives
With a dedication to truth, they know no other way.
Their lives are lived in darkness and solitude
But with a shared purpose.
They are the keepers of the leaves,
The holders of the inner light.
Their towering strength and imposing presence
Gives voice to the wind.
They are the epitome of trust, glorious beings,
watching and waiting.
4/2/15
MC
wooow i really love this.great poem,its so organic.Speechless
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Thank you for your kind words! I really appreciate it 🙂
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My thoughts often the same as I walk along them too 🙂
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I love your short and so Sweet poems that directly touch the heart. Great works!
All the best, ❤
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Thank you for your kind words and comments, I so appreciate them!! 🙂
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Hiii Michelle,
this poem is beautiful, i find it both sad and yet full of hope in the same time.
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yours are more beautiful than mine, but I have something to add to it someday when my innermost wish will be granted. Then it would be perfect it can compliment between my beloved soul sister and me.
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