The Most Beautiful
The Most Beautiful
Towering redwoods with their
Heads in the clouds stand as soldiers
Of nature’s elite, outranking every tree
Silent giants, Eyes of Heaven and cohesive
Foundational Roots
Redwoods have been trees of liberty in the
Grand design of life for sixty-five million years
Ancient in creation and a mentor to the
Human race on strength and survival; if one
Falls they re-root into a brother-hood
If we learn our lessons by the call of nature
The flutter of butterfly wings, warm honey pots
Crash of the waves, colors in a sunset and the
Deity of the oldest living Redwood Trees
We would never destroy another thing
For Gain
Carole Cookie Arnold
Debbie Guzzi Contest
Copyright © Carole Cookie Arnold | Year Posted 2014
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