Oak of wisdom

Tree of Wisdom, by Sonya Rose

In the silence of this room,
I hear the echo of birth...
thunder and lightening of earth;
A mighty tree mounts in womb.

To the depths of his roots...
to the face of his bark...
touch his bare branches; Mark~
signs of life bear good fruits.

The shape of inner being:
the roots, trunk, branches, and leaves~
a world of Adam and Eves...
Are we capable of seeing?

Unaware, immortal tree,
wise in numbers...breathe fresh air~
Chopping down life, results bear...
Common rebirth, think...Trustee.

Tall and well-spaced harmony~
maturing, mistletoe of the Oak...
Out of a dream, my senses awoke
with an understanding kiss from thee.

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