©2016 Susan Noyes Anderson
Plant all my roots in rich brown earth
and stretch my branches wide.
Let golden rays of morning sun
fill every space inside.
Surround my leaves with bright blue sky
and float me on a cloud.
Set free the seeking soul in me;
remove the bleary shroud.
Make of my spirit something grand.
Expand the light I see.
Open my eyes to sacred gifts
that lie fallow in me.
Raise up new growth on mountain tops;
spread seeds from crest to crest.
Help me to claim and cultivate
the ground my heart loves best.
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Very nice...
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This is almost like a prayer... beautiful
ReplyDeleteThis is so beautiful. I, too, often think of the tree that lives inside of me. I loved this poem.
ReplyDeleteWhat a lovely metaphor! There are definitely parallels between humans & trees.
ReplyDeleteI think we all have a bit of tree inside, perhaps the difference is the type of tree we might be. I think a weeping willow resides in me. Your poem is lovely and a reminder of of the balance between human and nature.
ReplyDeleteWhat a lovely intermingling - eloquently rendered - of tree qualities and an inner transcendence. Not exactly a metaphor - well, at least not strictly speaking - but a very interesting and unique approach and perspective. I think this is an awesome piece of writing!
ReplyDeleteI love this poetic chant. I feel like I should close my eyes and recite it like a wish to the universe. It sings so deep and true.
ReplyDeleteYour poetry always touches a special part of my heart. I hope your Thanksgiving was good and please tell your Mom and Dick hello for me! Hope they are doing well.
ReplyDeleteMake of my spirit something grand.
ReplyDeleteExpand the light I see.
Open my eyes to sacred gifts
that lie fallow in me.
Such heartfelt lines!!
"Help me to claim and cultivate / the ground my heart loves best." love this and the unique thought expressed in the title...
ReplyDeleteAn excellent prayer.
ReplyDeletea real joy to read aloud. :)
ReplyDeleteA bit of a prayer.....
ReplyDeleteSacred gifts that lie fallow now in me... love this line. Thank you...bkm
ReplyDeleteI cried.
ReplyDeleteIt was as if you reached into my heart and felt the shadows and what I needed. This is something we should all strive to do, to feel, to be.
Thank you.
This is so beautifully done--delicately crafted and the rhyme feels so easy on the tongue
ReplyDeleteI read this as you knowing you have lots inside to share, to give, to create. You have faith it is there, just as a tree that is cared for will live well and give such beauty. You have much beauty within Sue. This one flows so sweetly, like a song.
ReplyDeleteThis is a lovely piece of poetry. It almost like a song. I love analogies with trees. Your faith comes through your poems. The last two verses. "Help me to claim and cultivate the ground my heart loves best", are so beautiful and have such meaning. Blessings and hugs for this one!
ReplyDeleteWords too beautiful to blend.
ReplyDelete"Make of my spirit something grand.
Expand the light I see.
Open my eyes to sacred gifts
that lie fallow in me."
Such words. Such amazing words.
What a glorious analogy - i see the word leaves and the strong tree that grows them
ReplyDeleteHelp me to claim and cultivate
ReplyDeletethe ground my heart loves best
One craves and clamours for all of the goodness in life. One gets to acquire them in parts as many just fizzle away sometimes!
Hank
I love this! It speaks right to the heart.
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RMW
Such a lovely poem that reminds me of family and roots and the love that's there. I don't know if that's the poem's intention but it brought out those thoughts to me. Have a wonderful Christmas Sue..give hugs to your Mom if you see her.
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