Thoughts That Come
I consider how blossom trees, do
a stark impressive autumn strip, to
shamelessly stand naked through
winters frost and snow; to stir to
feel of springs softer, magic touch;
this warm enchantment bids their
exposed winter coats farewell, to
let soft fluffy pink flowers blossom.
Blossoms whiten, snow petals fall,
creates illusion of a winter scene.
As suns warmth and rain encourage
growth, soft light green leaves open;
fruit appears, grows, ripens slowly
during summers long sunny hours, to
autumns shorter days, when fruit is ripe.
Fruit now ready, harvested, stored,
nourishment for our winter need.
Trees leaves turn rustic shades, give
our souls some warmth, reminds us
to get ready for the start of winter cold.
Leaves fall, tree returns to nakedness.
Trees yearly cycle is now complete.
Like all natures changes they happen
quietly, no praise, no warm applause.
I now reflect, how as seasons change,
our moments come alive, to give life’s
lesson, of true knowledge for our world.
How yesterday has gone to be no more.
How our tomorrows will never reach us.
How our present moment contains all time,
and within it, all we wish for, hope for,
prepare for, complete, realize, achieve.
Bob Blackwell
09-06-2009
with every season another year yet we only actually experience this moment... and what a beautiful one you paint
beautiful thoughts of the changing of the tree. nicely written Bob.
Yesterday has gone! Tomorrow we don't know! What we know is only the present! Tree has given all things needed to withstand cold in the winter! So also we have to prepare in the present what is needed for tomorrow to face any eventuality as we don't know what is in store tomorrow! Nice poem with meaningful message expressed in beautiful verse, Bob!
A gem poem. Incredible last two stanzas. Beautiful!
Bob, it is always a pleasure to read your beautiful poetry..the tree metaphor is very well explored in this well written piece
through the metaphor of tree and its life cycle, beautifully painted in soft hues, Bob you have gently delivered a message that we need to embrace for peaceful and harmonious living. a beautiful poem
A marvellous enjoyable and thoughtful piece Bob.
BOB , the last stanza give us the final message , that despite of all seasonal changes, our 'present moment contans all time'- where our happiness we can achive & realize ! Thanks for sharing , -Raj
very well done, Bob
beautiful, Cat
Beautiful write...your poem is a good teacher...it teaches how a tree, going through all the seasons, accepts life like a saint...great concept, Bob...well presented
I am thankful that life adjusts to the cyclical tilting on a planet that wobbles. (0= Good poem, Bob.
You are a harvester of powerful words Bob.This work comes to me as a season's greetings!Simply wonderful.So much enjoyed.