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Jen Padernal Poem
He was a tiny little tree
With branches so slender and thin
With leaves so soft and tender
The roots so light but tucked into the ground so tight
He was a tiny little tree
Free spirited, innocent, fragile
Until the forces of nature came
Screaming at him, shouting and beating him to death
But the tree held tight, and fought for its life
He braved the storm to survive
The tree survive but almost without a heart
The tree grew, with branches hard, firm and without a care
Not the warmth of sunny summer days touching his face
Nor the beautiful flowers of spring caressing his chest
Not the calmness of the autumn whispering in his ears
Nor the softness of snow falling into his palm,
None of these, Could soften the heart of the wounded tree
Nothing could break the spell of pain that engulf his spirit
Until a force so strong yet so gentle came to embrace the tree
A force so loud yet so calm, so firm yet so patient
The force’s hands nurtured him, though the tree ran far and fast
Hid from valley, to mountains, to the top of the hills
The force patiently followed the tree
The force never left the tree
Then one day the tree woke up as if from a very long and tiring sleep
It realizes the force was a no ordinary force
It was the softest and yet the strongest among all the forces in the universe
Its power is phenomenal, inevitable, and unexplainable
Ahh, yes it is the force he longed waited for
It is LOVE, the greatest force of all
The tree is no longer a tree now
The enthralling spell was broken
The tree turned into a MAN, a no ordinary man
He is a man, one with the force, one with love
Copyright © Jen Padernal | Year Posted 2012
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Jen Padernal Poem
Hold me, Love me, Need me
For tomorrow we are not sure
if I shall open my eyes again
and see you smiling at me…
hold me, love me, need me
for tomorrow we are not sure
if I shall open my lips again
to kiss you and utter beautiful words of love for u…
hold me, love me, need me
for tomorrow we are not sure
if shall be able to stretch my arms again
to embrace you back…
hold me, love me, need me
for tomorrow we are not sure
if I shall still have my feet to walk with you…
hold me, love me, need me
for tomorrow we are not sure
if I shall live again to share every breath with you.
Copyright © Jen Padernal | Year Posted 2012
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