Thursday, October 29, 2009

The trees standing on the edge*

The trees standing on the edge*

It was a long journey but it was done
To grow from seedlings, rain and sun
The roots were anchored in
Multiplying over and over again
To break through and upward it goes
Divine Hand of God, only One who knows
But as it walks to the river banks and rocked ledge
The group of trees are standing on the edge

Dom*Colucci 2009
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5 comments:

  1. thoughtsOctober 30, 2009 at 12:25 AM

    i just love this poem of yours..

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  2. ZENDOMOctober 30, 2009 at 5:18 PM

    Golden Lotus of God's Love...I know how much you love trees..enjoy my love(+) :)
    soulbro*

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  3. thoughtsOctober 31, 2009 at 8:06 AM

    this poem brings out their entire beauty..

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  4. ZENDOMOctober 31, 2009 at 6:18 PM

    Golden Lotus of God's Love..and you enhanced it for me...enjoy my love(+) :)
    soulbro*

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  5. thoughtsNovember 2, 2009 at 7:20 AM

    i am honoured in that case.

    with lots and lots of love.

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