I felt concerned about the changes happening on a friend of mine. He is not a human being as you may think. He is nature. He is a tree just outside my apartment along the road taking me out to the bus station. It is losing more leaves than it can afford which build a tiny heap for a few days and then disappear in the cold air of autumn as winds drive them in a nearby bush. When I asked what happened, he told me that he was going tom die but not for good. "I shall be resurrected when a breath of love touches me".
I have grown old,
Weak and frail
Head turned grey
Hair slipping away
It is time to go
To exit peacefully
But when I pass away
Please don´t bury me
Shall make a comeback
When the dark dies out
And the light is born
See you June next year
When summer takes over
Abdi-Noor, I know him well -- from June until? -- his long seasoned rest puts other theories of hibernation to test -- interesting and introspective me thinks -- God bless -- JMW
Reviewed by Chantilly Lace (Reader)
Reviewed on September 29, 2008
Beautiful words from such a sweet man..enjoyed...HUgssss
Simply beautiful for I have been heart sick over many beautiful old tree her in Colorado and our land in Wyoming. The tiny little beetle is kill all the beautiful pine and they will not return. Loved this beautiful poem. Love, Bonnie
New Poetry by Abdi-Noor Haji Mohamed (Eagle Of Hope)
A book of nature inspired poems and essays, written from the heart and soul of a life-long nature, animal, and wilderness lover, and dedicated to today’s children - Earth's only hope for a better tomorrow.
This book won 'The Poetry Category'
Georg
Penned as only a nature lover could, and what a marvelous sight you'll see next Spring.
Be always safe,
Karen
John
Regis
Ted
(((HUGS))) love and prayer, Karla.
(((HUGS))), much love, and continued prayers~
As always, your friend/sister in America, Karen Lynn in Texas. :(
Axilea