In the aspens I can hear them breathe Sighing within the lightest breeze Shimmering a dance Amongst the trees We are one I stand still and tremble They speak within the slightest air Whispers in the silence Quaking a message of love and care We are one Their strength resounds upon the hill The tiniest touch upon the white bark Can shine with purity and the hope A brilliance of strength it does empart We are one Rising from the depths of dark First From ashes do they reach With the will and strength of the phoenix They move to grow, and darkness breach! Oh mother earth, They softly sound We are one We all abound Blessed be this lonesome start Rising from the centuries old Their breathe I hear It's message is bold! We are one As I stand, and grow to be Thank you, mother,for allowing me to see I have come to stand amongst these trees Oh blessed be, for I can hear them breathe! We are one Original poetry By Janey McKeever January 2009 |
Ramblings, thoughts, and renewal. Things that I learn and hopes I do not want to forget.
Friday, August 27, 2010
aspens
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