Weeping Willow

Seeking solace beneath the willow tree,                              
Hoping nature will help soothe my pain;                              
Wanting to be left alone with my thoughts,                              
Knowing that things can never be the same.                              

Consumed by grief beneath the willow tree,                              
Shades of green and brown blur through my tears.                    
A breeze wafts through the pendulous branches,                    
They lightly touch me, lessening my fears.                    

Sobbing softly beneath the willow tree,                              
In sympathy, teardrop leaves reach down,                              
Shrouding me in a natural cocoon;                                        
I feel protected here below the crown.                              

Leaning on the trunk of the willow tree;                              
Feel the gnarled bark patterning my skin.                    
Such tranquillity here under the boughs;                              
I can hear my heart beating deep within.                              

Gaining courage beneath the willow tree,                              
Helping me to find a way through grief;                              
Weeping as one with this gentle willow,                              
Knowing I’m not alone brings me relief.