Saturday, January 26, 2008

A Tribute

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 the rain.
Poems are made by fools like me,
But only God can make a tree.
Joyce Kilmer

Trees are sanctuaries. Whoever knows how to speak to them,
whoever knows how to listen to them, can learn the truth.
They do not preach learning and precepts, they preach undeterred
by particulars, the ancient law of life.
Herman Hesse

For in the true nature of things, if we rightly consider,
every green tree is far more glorious
than if it were made of gold or silver.
Martin Luther
We had to cut down a huge oak tree in the front yard today. It had been struck by lightning and was weeping from a disease so it had to go before it fell on somebody. The old tree was home to birds and squirrels and shaded the front yard from afternoon sun. It will be sadly missed.


Lori said...

beautiful!!! i love the Joyce Kilmer poem...

Rhondi said...

When I was a little girl I memorized that poem and Ihave always loved it!

jim wilkerson said...

There was a tree of life placed in the garden for Adam and Eve (Gen.2:9). That tree was in the garden where Adam and Eve walked with God as He had come near to them and given them life. But after the fall into sin the God of life banished them from the tree of life, until, through the Redeemer, he should bring the sons of Adam and the daughters of Eve to that tree. It is the Redeemer who dresses his own bride in his garments of righteousness that she may walk with him in the garden of eternal life enjoying the tree of life (Rev.22:14). May we who have hoped in Christ and long for his appearing hope for the eternal life he has promised in the presence of the tree of life.