The Tree

I came dry eyed and weak across the Sahara
From a distance I glimpsed your glorious shade
Most welcome oasis, much welcome hope
A tree I saw, a shade with none
So I came and embraced your incense
And together we were alone
Basking in the hunger of new found love

Then they came, a trickle at first, then the horde
And you welcomed them, you said we could share
The fruit was enough for all, we should share
And the crowd feasted on our fruit, on your fruit
And I lost the hunger for your fruit
So I walked away
Back to the scorching sun of the Sahara
Back to the solitude of the dust
But before I walked out of sight I turned to look
At what was once ours
And I saw the crowd leaving
Scattered in every direction, moving away from you
And I knew then

That when everyone wants a piece of you, no one wants the whole of you

We walked on leaving you alone
To embrace the solitude of the lost.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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January 7, 2016 at 7:58 PM
ESSON, enjoyed reading your poem... HUGS **SKAT**
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November 4, 2015 at 10:32 PM
we are all just trees in this sense, sadly beautiful write this is Esson ~Luv Linda
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November 10, 2015 at 12:33 PM
Linda, when I saw the mail notifying me of a comment I thought of you, so I wasn't surprise when I saw it was yours. Thanks for stopping by, you always are a darling!
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