A lonesome tree, by the desert
plain
Left to the winds; in the wait for the rain
In dried up sorrow, and leafy
tears
For better fortunes; hopes and fears
Violent gales, in a stormy weather
Hateful heat; at the verge to
whither
Yet rooted to ground reality ;
you silently hold on !
Nourished by life’s essence, that
you have found
In Compassionate water; deep to
the rocky ground!
With flexible shoots that, bend and heed
Perennial springs that, lovingly
feed
And mighty roots gripping the
grounded truth
No one can shake you !
Neither storms nor floods can
change your course
No droughts can dry you up with remorse
Oh lonesome tree by the desert
plain!
How mighty is your resilience!
At some point in life, we all can picture ourselves as that tree....
ReplyDeleteWish we can remembers poem at that time...