When a child puts his ear to a moss-covered branch,
The tree screams with joy within
At first it speaks only in silky silence
After a solemn pause it whispers a word to the child
That only the child and the tree recognize
It plays the hum of an internal organ
It gargles with streams and currents-strings
It wishes him the experience of a tree
Perseverance in the years that will bring storms
And deep roots in the child's Truth
Above all PEACE PEACE PEACE
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Author:
Lily of the valley (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: I love trees because I often spent time in our family orchard during my childhood. I also love the forest, and a tree to me is a picture of a human being. My granddaughter has also developed love and respect for trees.
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Comments6
Everything speaks to us of God and His creation; we only need to listen.
Yes, I completely agree. Thank you!
A most lovely poem of the innocence of a child that knows more than the wise and communication with nature. A most lovely write
Thank you. I am pleased by your reception.
You are most welcome
A lovely write of the innocence of a young child and their connection with nature, especially what I call the wise old men of the woods (tree's). I am sure if they could talk we could learn so much from them, enjoyed the read
Thank you. I like your understanding of 'the old men in the forest'.
You are very welcome
Lovely piece. Thanks for sharing
Thank you for reading. I appreciate your comment.
beautiful message - one that i hope all other kids can recognize and understand - the pic is beautiful too - God bless you all
This made me dry, Thank you
Hi, I’m not familiar with that expression — could you tell me what you meant by ‘This made me dry’?
I was about to siit and write for n hour but reading this wonderful poem of yours made me just read more and more I had no words to add anything to my day
you did it all for me
Thank you... it meant nothing else sorry pt was a beautiful poem I will red again and again
Oh, that's wonderful. You have truly delighted me.
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