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Did the Tree Spirits Die Too

Did The Tree Spirits Die Too


 Shadows wrap the mighty black oaks
 moving so slow like the older folks
 Many decades have grown trees strong
 I listen for that most ancient song

 Terrible storms have left their mark
 trees scarred, cut, bent and swayed
 Dark black trunks of fire burnt bark
 where forest fires savagely played

 At times whispers can be heard
 listen and one can so clearly hear
 tree spirits uttering a single word
 a moaning cry without a single tear

 Stop cutting to just foolishly waste
 we are here for another important reason
 think long term act not in haste
 allow us each and every growing season

 Think of clean air and beauty we provide
 not just the money to be greedily made
 We each have growing hearts deep inside
 and spirits we would never ever trade

 Shadows guard the mighty black oaks
 moving so slow like the older folks
 Many decades have grown trees strong
 I listen for their most ancient song

 Robert J. Lindley, 03-28-2015

 note: Must give credit to the teachings of my Native American heritage. 
 Pagan it may be but they worshipped mother earth, the streams and the trees, the animals etc.
 I have many, many books on the Native Americans and their religious beliefs are fascinating...


"When you enter a grove peopled with ancient trees, higher than the ordinary, and shutting out the sky with their thickly inter-twined branches, do not the stately shadows of the wood, the stillness of the place, and the awful gloom of this doomed cavern then strike you with the presence of a deity?"
- Seneca

Quote from the Roman Seneca but one can easily imagine the great Indian chief and orator Seneca expressing the exact same sentiment as the Native Americans lived it.. 


 Writing , I went to the sonnet form at 14 verses but felt the need to go farther.
 Repetition of the opening stanza in my closing stanza is normally done with no changes 
 but in this poem I made slight changes for a reason.

Originally posted today at another forum that I lounge around shooting the breeze with political junkies..

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Date: 3/29/2015 3:56:00 PM
Beautifully flowing words of wisdom, Robert! We can learn a lot from the Native American's respect for nature...hugs, Rhonda
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Date: 3/29/2015 1:57:00 PM
Good flow and rhyme in this one..It is good to learn about the native Americans' beliefs..Thanks for stopping by..I don't know if you have ever seen a copy of The Dead Sea Scrolls but in there is a book in which is said that a person question about people dying..The answer given was there was no way the earth could support all the people who have been or would be on earth at any given time so people have to live in a given segment of time..Sara
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Date: 3/29/2015 7:55:00 AM
love this wonderful write
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Date: 3/28/2015 4:35:00 PM
So nice to enjoy your verse this cold snowy afternoon. I have found much wisdom in the native american belief systems, especially the Lakota. Light & Love
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