Crying Tree
Crying tree, stand tall and still
limbs reach in consoling embrace
silver stars of glistening tears
smooth cobalt face above to wander.
Crying tree, hear my thoughts
listen with stoic indifference
feel my soul-enveloping sadness
and depth of acute loneliness.
Crying tree, hold me close
My love is lost to me
souls no longer bound
moon once given, returned
Crying tree, oh voiceless one
lead me to the path of right
I rest my weary head on thee
feel warmth in tears I shed.
Crying tree, my only friend
feeling solace in your arms
fleeting breeze begets rustling leaves
swaying forms gentle caress.
Crying tree, take my gratitude
warm hand upon my shoulder rests
brush away streams of tears
my love to me returns.
Crying tree, everlasting friend
we will share time again
stand before me in witness
this tree to whom I cry.
Copyright © Michael Santner | Year Posted 2005
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