Tree Song
by: poetree
Tall broad and strong
We have stood for long
decades.
Watching, listening, groaning
They have been cutting
down.
Short thin and weak
They have just learned to seek
Creator.
Fighting, killing, dying
We watch while crying
‘Come.’
Long wide and deep
His love does slowly seep
in.
Ebbing simmering waiting
He is always planting
seeds.
Quick shallow and narrow
His light shoots like an arrow
out.
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