oak trees – Ancient Skies

It Was in the Oak Leaves

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It was in the oak leaves that I found those words

vaguely familiar,

yet strangely beautiful

in their shape holding

so many promises

of another world

so I wondered

if my spirit could form them

very gently

into a poem.

Oak trees are so full

in the summer.

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Take my hand My Love, as we walk in the woods, covered

in the glory of autumn

where the earth falls in love

with the sky.

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In this place where eagles dwell, and prayers take wings

where the pine and oak trees thrive, holding onto solid ground

and here, where poetry is carried in the sun,

and moonbeams cascading, I know

I really know,

I am never alone.

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Before the crickets and dragonflies appear, tender oak leaves

cover the forest

as they sway in the cool spring breeze, smelling of rain

a canopy

of gentle green

filtering the sun.