The Tree.

David Wakeling

There are those who ponder right from wrong.
The answer is found in the Tree song.
The timorous Tree is always right,
It has no moral turmoil to fight.

Cut it down and it will grow again.
It will sway against the wind and rain,
Calming the violent rage of the wind,
Possessing  the power to rescind.

When it rains I can hide underneath,
If a old branch falls upon the heath,
I light a fire to warm the night,
And build my house to be water tight..

It helps me breathe well and offers fruit,
Constant charity without dispute.

When the breeze is blowing gently,
I can hear sounds from the tree faintly,
Soft hushed sounds of the  joy of giving,
Spreading giant branches singing.

  • Author: David Wakeling (Offline Offline)
  • Published: May 31st, 2023 00:18
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Comments4

  • Goldfinch60

    Good words David, trees are wonderful.

    Andy

  • Soman Ragavan

    My comments on the poem "The tree” by David Wakeling
    “It will sway against the wind and rain” : sometimes the branches bend and allow the winds to blow them in any direction. In this way, they do not break. They keep their heads down and allow the storm to peter out. They survive thus.
    Even if most or all of the leaves are blown away, new ones will sprout up again. The tree does not lose hope. It renews itself. It will still produce fruits. It will live on until its natural death. Even before that time comes, it will have produced seeds or spread out its roots, for small trees to succeed itself. It propagates itself. Even if the whole tree is blown down, the remaining roots try to survive, to start new leaves, new branches, new trunks.
    Poets are interested in the workings of nature.
    “The poet's task is to reveal life at its most intense; to do this he must seize on the essence of a thing, his eye must catch the significant detail, and reveal it by the significant word. He perceives what ordinary men do not perceive. (…)”
    S. H. BURTON : "THE CRITICISM OF POETRY." LONDON : LONGMAN GROUP LTD., 1950. 2ND EDITION, 1974.
    Full acknowledgements are made to the authors, publishers and rights-holders.

    Soman Ragavan. 31 May, 2023. //
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  • orchidee

    A fine write D.

    • David Wakeling

      Thank you for a much appreciated comment

    • 2781

      For as the days of a tree, so shall be the days of My people.

      • David Wakeling

        And as the bough is bent so shall the tree grow



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