A tree blocked my path

sami mulaj

 

A TREE BLOCKED MY PATH

 

On the first day of winter, it fell,

A cross, blocking my path home.

It was so large that all day,

Only with my neighbors help, I could clear the way.

 

For half of the long winter,

It kept my chimney full of embers and ash.

Yet I never forgot

That miserable day of the unfortunate tree.

 

I forgot its good shade,

The songs of birds in its branches.

I forgot the freshness it gave for a lifetime.

I never forgave it for that day,

Oh, nor the sorrow of that day.

 

It blocked my path when it fell, that tree,

Without its fault.

I forgot all its goodness,

But never that day.

 

When even a tree falls,

What about man?

And we do not forgive.

 

  • Author: sami mulaj (Offline Offline)
  • Published: September 26th, 2024 16:46
  • Category: Unclassified
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