“Lord, This Old Tree” ~Poetry of Linda Willows
Lord, this old Tree has become verily lonesome for Thee
Weighted limbs bow so low; some broken apart and set free.
Roots with long wind stretch deep into your Earth.
They linger, still mingle with beloveds in mirth.
In the transfer of time, wind, lightning and storms crime,
All was given, stripped bare in living yet with inhale divine.
Its’ leaves seeks return each ripened new year,
To spread your Green bounty in a thousand joy tears.
Seen are the cracks, the hopeless might, yet Lord this is Yours
Regardless of plight. Fate sealed with Love Graced, Known and Poured.
Now this old Tree weeps to Heaven and gleans a green canopy
Wide, outstretched with Love of Your sweet Jubilee.
©2012 Linda Willows
Sweet jubilee. There is a word one seldom hears anymore…
April 26, 2012 at 5:13 pm
true, I love the image of “sweet jubilee”, it is true joy!:-D
April 27, 2012 at 12:05 am
Linda, I love poems about trees, and this one about an aging, worn tree is spiritually poignant and beautiful!
April 26, 2012 at 5:30 pm
I feel so connected and filled with love when I write about trees and nature. I long for it so much yet my memories are vivid with great experiences in the past. I was fortunate many times in life to live with extraordinary experiences of Nature’s Beauty. Love to you, Betty, Linda
April 27, 2012 at 12:11 am
So much history contained in such an old tree–so much giving back to the earth has been done by this old tree: a great example to us all!
April 27, 2012 at 11:43 am
I love that tree, yes- a grand example and metaphor for elders among us with deeply weathered lives.
April 27, 2012 at 2:53 pm
Breathtaking…its beauty sweeps my heart away! The love of nature before the Lord…too lovely, thanks for sharing dearest Linda!
July 31, 2012 at 3:11 pm
Thank you. The love of nature before the Lord is true Joy!
July 31, 2012 at 3:14 pm