Timeless Essence
The birch has its bark ghostly white
She is beautiful but makes for sad sight
For lumberjack might cut her tomorrow or even tonight
Thereby extinguishing her light
The majestic visage of purple clouds reflects in the lake
Sun plays shadows with the clouds at day break
The subtle birch grows on shore by that lake
Suns’ rays underline her spirit as sun is about to wake
The thunder will burn across the sky
As clouds grow darker birch will cry
For she knows one day she will die
But more than that she has no feet much less wings so she will never fly
Yet something gives her hope for before fall
Reflected in lake was theory of all
The vision of supreme glory entered birches soul
And she found divine understanding within last fundamental place of the soul
Now birch will no longer cry
As she looks to the endless linen blue sky
Above her eagles will fly
For she knows now her spirit will never die
Now the birch will see
That as she looks upon purple clouds majesty
With Gods destiny being reflected in mere infinity
The volume of her spirit will set her free
For what about the spirit is sublime
Its essence defeats the very time
The peak after hard climb
Is to reach the essence of the soul in one’s lifetime
Copyright © Patrycjusz Kopec | Year Posted 2014
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