Be It Ancient Tree Or Skimming Skylark

Be It Ancient Tree Or Skimming Skylark Where I saw tall trees wearing many crowns with greatest splendor wrapping spreading limbs. Early each morn wearing soft, dewy gowns floating teardrops dropping from brightened stems. Ancient tree trunks adorned with gnarly knots such rustic beauty in their thickened bark. Nature gives majesty as it allots be it ancient tree or skimming skylark. Trees holding my heart in sky-filling grasp sky reaching titans eating my dark gloom. Nature's beauty awes within me to gasp and with inspired mind paint a wooded room. Return I to timeless inspiring scene. Trees grabbing at the bluest sky to preen. R. J. Lindley Sept, 1981 Note- From my private journal, written back in 1981. One minor correction made today. "Return I --"again"- to timeless inspiring scene." The word "again" removed in order to meet the ten syllable count. Man, how I dearly hate having to do that....... Exactly why so often I ignore poetry form restricting requirements! Syllables Per Line: 10 10 10 10 0 10 10 10 10 0 10 10 10 10 0 10 10 Total # Syllables: 140 Total # Lines: 17 (Including empty lines) Words with (syllables) counted programmatically: N/A Total # Words: 97