Ode to a tree
Gnarly bark and arching branches
Reaching up towards the sun.
The wisdom of ages
Quiet and serene,
Surveying the scene
In tranquil contemplation.
The skeleton of winter wakes,
Providing home and shelter,
Beauty and serenity.
Alone against the sky
Delicate and intricate –
A tree.
Through the ages
Calm, at peace with now and then,
Resisting change with the strength
Of botanical Zen.
Aloof and strong,
Blowing with the wind.
A masterclass in filigree
Though some might say
It’s just a tree.
Opher – 12.4.2020
I am enthralled by trees.
In winter their skeletal fingers reach up into the heavens. Against a red evening sky their silhouette sends shivers down my spine.
They are old, full of wisdom and experience.
I love ‘em.