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.

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

 

 

 

 

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bobsieczkiewicz

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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