That Summer Day At That Resplendent, Ancient Weeping Tree
That Summer Day At That Resplendent, Ancient Weeping Tree
Around that tall, wide spread ancient weeping tree
Where singing meadows and smiling sky looking down
Upon a wandering searching child, namely me
Far, very far away from our small farming town
Gazing up to see where hides the Olympic gods
Seeking life's approval by their wizened nods!
Yet the gods had vanished leaving bright blue sky
Its deep beauty, vestige of all that was to be
I stood transfixed, bravely questioning the why
Could not life and happiness be given for free
Puzzled by the cold hard-set silence falling down
At last seeing, fled were the gods with their false crowns!
As such thoughts invaded a newly minted mind
A child decided best to further knowledge seek
For how ever was a soul to life's great truths find
And verify, blessings come to those humbly meek
Thus acknowledge power of words my father spoke
And prove too, life was love, light- God's masterful stroke!
That summer day at that resplendent, ancient weeping tree.
I found truth- God put an innocent, loving soul in me.
Robert J. Lindley, 2-16-2021
Romanticism-
( A poetic narrative, Wherein One Great Truth Was Found )
Blog poem.
Copyright © Robert Lindley | Year Posted 2021
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