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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This lone tree makes a lovely photo as well as inspiration for a poem. Nice capture.
A very nice heartfelt poem to go with a lovely picture. Well done!
I can spend hours looking at the structure of trees – so beautiful and unique – love the composition too!
Love the skeleton of the tree against the sky. Is this taken in Kansas??? That’s the only place I’ve seen a random tree erupting in the middle of otherwise flat farm fields.
Oh I wish I was in Kansas but in fact it was taken in Hertfordshire, just outside of a small town called Welwyn Garden City.
Beautiful photo and lovely poem, Molly. Today, when out on my walk, a tree that is usually bright with the plumeria flower was completely bare – without a single leaf. It looked beautiful even without its leaves and flowers. There’s something slightly melancholy about it – makes me want to hug it.
Wonderful pairing of image and words. The poem is so beautiful.
wonderful pic! 🙂
The picture captures the words of the poem. Brilliant!
The poem is perfect! Love the photo you used. God does makes beautiful things and I think your poem is one of them too. 🙂
Great poem and an interesting picture! All your photography is beautiful!
You doubled natures art, great shot!