My Poetry ~  Trees Celebrate Your Creative Self

"A vein of poetry exists in the hearts of all men." ~ Thomas Carlyle

My tribute to mystical, magical trees that the Cherokee called "standing people"...


Trees
Trees, proud standing people
stretching fingertips to the sky, reaching, praying
glorious attention, breathing light.

strength
shelter
timeless confidence
bending and firm
comforting
rooted chorus line
dancing with the moon, the wind, the clouds
framing bursts of stars

tender rugged celebration

absorbing and releasing life
each holy branch
holding the power of the Universe.

There.

12/1/98