I was immediately reminded of a cold rainy last week when I walked under our crabapple tree in the front yard. I was in awe and felt wrapped in its embrace.
Frozen Reverie
I walked under your branches,
looked up and was entranced.
Every single inch
of your gnarled branches
was wrapped in a crystal crust.
I swear time stopped
and the earth hushed.
You twinkled,
lighting up your dome,
protecting me from
the gray sky above,
a haven for a peaceful pause.
I froze in place
and nothing moved.
I wanted to stay
under your friendly canopy
offering a surprising warmth
amidst a frigid drizzle,
a respite from work.
I snapped back to reality
and stepped back into the world.
I wish I took a picture while under the tree. I should have known I would have written about it.
I love how the first 2-line stanza makes the poem actually stop and the last expresses movement even though the poem has ended.
ReplyDeleteI love the idea of a tree embracing you on a cold rainy day. I remember it well! Truly a haven for a peaceful pause. Lovely. I can't wait for this study group with you!
ReplyDeleteI'm yet to get the book, but I feel the activities will be very engaging. You shared the tree well and even showed the relationship you had with it, "I wanted to stay/ under your friendly canopy"
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