In Heartwood Forrest

Subtle comes the mourning
In light laced with night
Like concentric circles forming
In the Forrest's biography of life

For children grow in truth like trees
It's lesson is wisdom's offering
Spiral layer of night and day
Concealed an annual weathering

In heartwood forest you were raised
By its protection you survived
Though it is dead this central wood
At your core does it reside

Tiny saplings like newborn cries
Sunlight tapping your tender leaves
Tears turned sugar transformed you thrive
For the sweet lifeblood you need

When something dies it's natural
Of sorrow to be prone
I'll follow the path of your tears your anchor
Through the storm I'll not leave you alone

For I am your taproot in rocky soil
I'll hold you secure as you grow
Take your tears and turn them sugar
Photosynthesis of life to bestow

Your Daddy was your heartwood
I know you mourn at his stone
Though Mommies leaves dawn new colors
I'll teach you to grow your own 

For when he died your sapwood 
With tears like resin filled
For from his bedded seed you came
A new tree with heartwood instilled

Under my branches my son you are planted
And Daddy's new home is our sky
Together we will shade you and light your way
Stretching my roots to hold yours while you cry

Someday when life's rings they gather
Hidden under your fortress of bark
You'll know the storms I too have weathered 
In this silent breaking of my heart
Copyright © | Year Posted 2013

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Tacito Avatar
November 22, 2013 at 8:41 AM
Such emotional depth & one hell of a gripping end. I am genuinely stunned with this poem.
Virden Avatar
November 23, 2013 at 2:21 PM
Many thanks Sir Drake. Such a compliment coming from you dear friend. Many hugs
Loving Iii Avatar
November 21, 2013 at 12:49 PM
through mommies leaves "dawn" new colors. very well thought out and writen.
Virden Avatar
November 21, 2013 at 6:02 PM
Thanks... And thanks for catching my misspelling too. :-)
Ellison Avatar
November 20, 2013 at 8:40 AM
Your poetry absolutely amazes me, my dearest Sarai! I'm blown away by your amazing talents! Brilliant my sweet friend, is all I can say... you leave me speechless!!!!! I am honoured to call you friend! Loving hugs, Jack xoxox
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November 21, 2013 at 11:43 AM
Thank you Jack, our favorite place to go as a Family was the Redwoods. While there our boys wanted to know everything there was to know about trees, predicting their age, how they survived so long, what was under the bark. So this poem reflects that beautiful time, even if some will not understand it. It blows me away that you do.
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