Tuesday, August 3, 2010

The Beauty of Trees

Trees are what make a captivating landscape for me. They are the first things that draw my eyes wherever I go. Their varied forms and designs are pleasant to behold, even awe-inspiring. Even  a lone tree standing in a wide stretch of green fields turns the otherwise monotonous view into poetry. It evokes inspiration; it sings in my heart. 



Sometimes, I wish I were a tree.




This best-loved tree poem here tells of the simple yet figuratively worth-imitating life of a tree. It's one of my favorite poems.

TREES  
by: Joyce Kilmer (1886-1918)                                           

      I  think that I shall never see
      A poem lovely as a tree.
       
      A tree whose hungry mouth is prest
      Against the earth's sweet flowing breast;
       
      A tree that looks at God all day,
      And lifts her leafy arms to pray;
       
      A tree that may in Summer wear
      A nest of robins in her hair;
       
      Upon whose bosom snow has lain;
      Who intimately lives with rain.
       
      Poems are made by fools like me,
      But only God can make a tree.          
             

          


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