~ the Giving Trees ~
~
Went-about to-
pray-one-Christmas-morning-
to-Jesus, and-as I looked around
and gazed in my way upon-a place a
ways, afar. I could-see-the generous gapes-
of the giving-trees, as-so-they are. Nestled
down between the broken valley-of Gods-open-will.
As they were-that day one-better sight for-me-to-see; and-
one-greater-pleasure-to-be-told-of, and-for-the-long-standing-passion-
of-my fancy; still. For yes-they are the one true rare beauty's-thriving-
amid-the-grace of this most-humble land. With the wholesome hearts, and-
outstretched-hands. As amid this, the latter-days of the summers-fall. They
stand in the light of Gods hope ready-to provide their bounty, to-whomever-
may-come to-call. For they are open-too, for the many come a feathered-wing.
To-bring-for-them, the-finer-nature, of a better-thing. With-one glorious purpose
brought-forth through the-generosity of-His open-heart; one-so-softly spoken.
There they live to serve-God-moving freely amid the-beauty forever-evolving-in-
the-open way, of-His-tender-love and-devotion, offering-their solace, as-a-simple
haven, one shared in reverence for the wisdom instilled and-followed-so-humbly-
and-found to-be well, within the nature, of the raven. As to offer, a sweeter fruit
is what they bring. As to sway they dance, as in their joy they sing, and for the
love of a life as so to renew. Another day has risen up and shines upon them
mid sparkling morning dew; and if you were to hear them this Christmas
season, then surely you would have listened. As gingerly they move to-
dance-and-play in unison; so-as-to-shimmer-in-their-way-together, as-
they glisten, and-as-for a gift for all, a grateful-heart-is for them-
their only-passion. As-it is-
in-their-
way, and-
by-our Lord-
God Jesus; One
so-forever; fashioned. ~
Copyright © James Long | Year Posted 2009
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