poetry symbolizing the inseparable of nature and spirit
I listened to the trees today, learning
silence is often the only answer,
solace sought is from within
whims and clues divine.
I listened to the trees today, hearing
lessons learned from raptors ripping and rolling,
riding and rafting in the Spirit,
bold and brazen.
I listened to the trees today, seeing
naught of nature’s brawn, but greening youth
entwined in Hawthorne’s lessons,
taught and borne.
I listened to the trees today, sensing
seasons spring wrestling Winter’s sleep,
showering silver and strengthening vines,
veiled and veined.
With the woodpecker’s rap, rap, rapping
Grandfather’s song, rhythm and tune,