It’s a perfect day for sharing poetry. But then, what day isn’t? Lots of folks answered L.K. Ludwig’s invitation to participate today in A Day of Sharing Words, so be sure to check out the links at http://gryphonsfeather.typepad.com/the_poetic_eye/a-day-of-sharing-words.html
In my dream it’s Winter
I bend for the tenderness
of naked trees.
It is said that the leaves
-before they lost them-
spoke in many languages.
One could hear them whisper:
I am a tree, don’t talk,
just love me.
You who watch over me translate my dreams:
Do not cut me down even though I am
bent and knotty.
Look my way too.
See how I bud.
from: Tussen de rivieren (in between the rivers), De Geus, 1999
I LOVE this! And your image is beautiful too. Thanks for sharing!
Thanks Leslie – I’m glad you stopped by. And I enjoyed your submission for this project too.
Wonderful! Thanks for sharing this. I especially like this line.
“Do not cut me down even though I am
bent and knotty.”
Yes that is such a wonderful line isn’t it?! I think we all want to be seen for the beautiful spirits we are, whether that gets reflected in our outer appearances or not.
Wonderful words, perfect photo! Thanks for sharing.