Praise to the Stately Tree, a poem by Robert A. Sieczkiewicz

Cole George-At Arudel, Sussex;1887

Praise to the Stately Tree, Robert A. Sieczkiewicz

From my windows the wonders I do see,
Giving to pause the reason of its cause.
The majestic pow’r of the stately tree,
To its Maker I give humble applause.

This giant silent friend much does it send.
No matt’r the weather it toils in the soil.
Creating the things I so much depend.
Easing my life and reducing turmoil.

Leaves of the tree provide so I may breathe,
At summer’s end fall nourishing the ground.
In its shade from the sun I take my leave,
To eat its fruit in which trees now abound.

Should the removing of the trees persist,
Life as we now know it shall not exist.


Painting by George Vicat Cole, At Arundel, Sussex, 1887.





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Husband, Father, Grandfather, Lover of all beautiful things. I love to read and write poetry. My favorite hangouts are libraries and museums and yet I love being outdoors. I am a dreamer of things that could be.

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