When I take walks through the park I cannot but notice all the varieties of magnificent trees.They all seem to saying something that is wonderful and glorious. This poem is an recognition of their secret languagePraising all that we find miraculous in this world.
Below is the poem entitled FROM WHERE YOU STAND which was written by poet
Koven. Please feel free to comment on this poem. However, please remember, PoetrySoup is a place of encouragement and growth.
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FROM WHERE YOU STAND
Quiet, peaceful, erect in the morning light
glorifying creation in silent praises.
The night wind blows in a sacred dance
and whispers heavenly praises to you.
The earth below you holds you in a firmament
and sustains its life with praises for you.
Your bow bends as enchanted echos
resound in praises to you.
As your skin sheds and falls
It rejoices in praises for you.
For you are life,
the beginning and the end
the source and flow
of all that exists.
And for all these miracles
praises don't suffice;
but just the same from all our kind,
forests large and orchards small,
saplings new, and trunks quite tall,
we thank you in praise everlasting.
CAK 9-2012 Revised 9-16-2013