LONG POEMS: “The tree in me” by Trina Graves

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Photo credit: Polymer clay wood sprites by the sculptor from Rosenheim, Germany, Chopoli (Pinterest)

The Tree In Me

My roots stem from my family
Deeply embedded in Mother Earth
Strongly supporting my presence
That fed my earlier self-worth.
My roots are also a mighty link
Mostly unseen, as underground
I am connected to all of life
Growing in Spirit, as more depth is found.

My trunk is very evident
The physical body is what you see
Developed in my strength of roots
But solidness is only a part of me.
With each passing year I grow
The cycle of life, always in a ring
Changes with each new season
Summer, Autumn, Winter, Spring.

My branches grew as a child
Count how many there are
All the ways I reached out
Wanting to learn and go far.
Supported by my trunk body
Also nurtured by my roots
My mind branches developed
All starting from little shoots.

My branches extended to twigs
As I ventured out more to explore
In the numerous directions
Always wanting to do more.
The twists and turns of life
Shape the twigs I create
Am I willing to grow more
Or do I hesitate?

My branches and twigs went out
Into this magnificent world
For all the things I’ve said and done
Another expanding leaf uncurled.
Abundantly representing me
As I ‘photosynthesize’
Transmitting and transforming
Always right before your eyes!

You may notice a few knots
Or whirls patterning my bark
Some experiences deeply felt
Impacted and left their mark.
My bark is my protection
Covering, so you cannot see
My layers of growth underneath
As I developed into the real me.

My blossom, pure and gentle
Delicately full of perfection
Comes when I am focused
And guided by Highest intention.
For me blossom represents
My Soul, Spirit, Inner Core
It’s profound physical beauty
A sign of there always being more.

My flower or fruit shows
Who I really came here to be
Colours, fragrance, food of life
Gracefully given from my tree.
Other life forms are nurtured
When I flower and fruit
As I open to the Divine
Still deeply Earthed at my root.

I let go and I give
To all nature my seed
To grow and develop
Wherever there is a need.
Next season, or years away
With love, I will write
I give my seeds of truth
To grow in God’s Light.

……………………….

I’ve survived the storms
That are present in all life
Steadfast as a tree
Throughout worry and strife.
For my roots are so strong
Gripping tightly, down deep
Holding me safe and sound
In the faith of God I keep.

The wind my howl
And blow through my leaves
I know I’ve lost a few
As it’s presence weaves,
In and out of my life
There’s always some turmoil
I am flexible and easily bend
Focusing on the goodness in soil.

The Heavens often open
And rains come falling down
Drenching my life
From my roots to crown.
But without water
They’d be no life at all
So I cherish this blessing
Whenever it does fall.

The Light of the sun
In all of its Heavenly glory
Brings growth and upliftment
Essential to my own story
Sun, another giver of life
Shining brightly, and so clear
Eliminating all forms of darkness
For God’s Light is always near

There have been some droughts
But I survived them too
When I blocked the flow
Parched, but I always knew,
Balance would prevail
And I would be stronger
Energy would rain on me
If I patiently waited longer.

The cycles of life
Sometimes lay bare
No leaves on my tree
Dormant, I don’t share.
And them comes the snow
Uniqueness in every drop
Delicate purity its truth
Messages from Spirit never stop.

Sharp and hard frosts
On a cold winters morn
Can make me shiver
And feel a little forlorn.
But if I look closely
Making beauty my intent
The picture it paints
On my tree is Heaven sent.

My truly greatest part
Most people do not see
My Spirit radiates
As I rise up like a tree.
To the Heavens I reach
Branching out into the unknown
We are linked, we are all One
With the trees I have grown.

Trina Graves – 3rd April 2019

 

Posted with permission from the author.

To find out the story about this poem please visit Trina’s site @ https://spiritualquotestoliveby.wordpress.com/2019/04/28/the-tree-in-me/#comments

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7 Comments Add yours

  1. Trina Graves says:

    Thank you for sharing Amira. ❤

    Liked by 1 person

    1. Is my joy and pleasure to share it dear Trina! ❤

      Liked by 1 person

  2. Dear Trina, your tree poem is so worthy of a re-blog on May 6th. Amazing topic, which was discussed in my writing group just recently. Thank you for the reinforcement that we all have a tree to represent us.

    Liked by 2 people

    1. Trina Graves says:

      Thank you Zaza, I am so pleased you liked it and appreciate your re-blogging. ❤

      Liked by 1 person

  3. LindaP says:

    Wonderful poem Trina!

    Liked by 2 people

    1. Trina Graves says:

      Thank you Linda, glad you enjoyed it. ❤

      Liked by 1 person

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