Wilderness Saplings.
Why do they stubbornly stand to be blasted ?
Too early knarled,
painfully bent yet alive.
their ironised knuckles
bear marks of fight.
Isn't it time their survival be noted ?
Fine webs of underground lace
hold blindly.
White fragile young rootlings,
show no pretence,
their death-tight strong as steel cling
to success
means seedlings plant stout feet
down deep.
Underneath fortress of overlooked will
provides power to withstand
external fight.
Life, never easy, rocks every fibre
but if rooted enough in self
will survive.
As the days of a wilderness sapling tree,
So shall the days of strong people be.
Alison Cassidy
This is almost biblical in its strength and universal grace Fay. A fabulous descriptive poem, beautifully supported by the image above. 'Plant stout feet' is particularly inventive, as is 'fine webs of underground lace'. Great write. Love, Allie ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥
This is almost biblical in its strength and universal grace Fay. A fabulous descriptive poem, beautifully supported by the image above. 'Plant stout feet' is particularly inventive, as is 'fine webs of underground lace'. Great write. Love, Allie ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥
Frank Lambert
More wise words in a deeply thoughtful verse. And your image is perfect. Nice write.
More wise words in a deeply thoughtful verse. And your image is perfect. Nice write.
"As the days of a wilderness sapling tree, So shall the days of strong people be." Fay this piece has some wonderful quoteable quotes...the ending is both intelligent and very meaningful..Thanks