The Emerald Tree

In the forest world we came to know There stood an Emerald Tree Whose beauty did bestow Tall and strong Rich textured bark Emerald leaves Upon the sun shone Soft and bright The seed had been carried Upon a ship Filled with sail Carefully stored From Heartstone To the Land of a Thousand Suns, it was implored... In such mysteries In magick Across the sea Upon a ship Filled with sail Was borne the Emerald Tree The seed lay in its' box In the magick of the Spring Queen A gift for the Forest Queen In the lands of richest green The Emerald Tree had been wished by Amethyst The box was opened When the moon rose high In the glades It found its' home In the forest it grew In shades Of Emerald green In the Forest World A tree,like no other Belonged to a Queen The likes, never seen The tree grew, in happiness, in sunlight, in love, For high above In the canopies In ever changing hues It was seen Everyday In new Emerald green The branches grew wide Faeries and little folk Came to see, to live, to breathe, The Emerald Tree, that did sigh Summer passed Autumn too Winter came Yet The Emerald Trees' colours did not change in any hue A tree,to live forever Amethyst,with her belief, visited the tree, every day Her hand ,upon the bark In her heart Enclosed by a Kings' Leaf She understood All In a forest wood A sentient tree Connected to the Forest Queen In whose heart,a leaf curled magicked by a Kings' love She ruled all In the Forest World The years passed A Queen was of age Sweeping branches Of Emerald green A Tree to last Forever Emerald green Silver tipped leaves That murmured and whispered In its' love At the Place of the Rising Moon The Emerald Tree shone Above all others So many things ,it knew It was the wisest To the Forest Queen, It did belong As a little girl She had climbed up high In its' branches Sensed its' heart Cloaked in Emerald green Wind rustle Wind high A sentient tree Did sigh In the moonlight There it stood Above all others Above all wood In soft green bright Amethyst ,gathered the seeds leaves too All of the tree was precious For its' colour did not fade Leaves can fall Leaves can turn Never The Emerald Tree Never a changing hue The Emerald Tree had but one mark The tiny hand print Upon its' bark From a young girl Who connected with everything When the moon passed by Amethyst,Forest Queen Planted the seeds In a whispering wood Wind rustle Wind high Sentient trees Did sigh Matthew.B