Tree of Life
    I love this poem written by my friend De Fischler Herman. De speaks for me too as she expresses her love and admiration for trees. When I look at tall trees against the night sky, I see stalwart protectors, faithful companions.–April Moore
Tree of Life
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You go out on a limb–for me
               and my fellow travelers
You take a stand against those
               who try to stunt your growth
You reach towards the sun, the moon, the stars
               in an upward spiral
You dance and sway as the wind whistles
               through your sinuous branches
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You mix and mingle deep roots
               with your kindred spirits
You shade the path, cool the earth,
               inspire the gazer
You keep watch like a sentinel
               by day and by night
You grieve the loss of the creek, the nests,
               the members of your family
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Yet, through it all,
               you hold your arms way up high,
               glorious, triumphant, vital
Reminding us, once again, to be humble
Teaching us to know our essence
Praying for us to feel deeply,
               to live fully in the moment,
               to stand in dignity
Just like you.
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De Fischler Herman
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September 20th, 2009 at 3:45 pm
Thanks, April, for this beautiful poem. I love trees, too.