My Wishing Tree
I stumbled upon you lying there one day, as I leisurely walked around.
Never did these old eyes expect to see, the treasure I had found.
I’ve heard the saying throughout life that, “Only God can make a tree,”
But never did I understand it, until you brought me to my knees.
There you were just lying there with your pinecones clinging still.
Your beauty was so extraordinarily magnificent, totally surreal.
Those branches were shimmering silver in all your glory lying there.
Your silver branches reaching to the heavens as if you were in prayer.
So I also said a prayer, when I heard a pinecone drop in front of me.
Did it fall from you because I made a wish and you’re a wishing tree?
Everyday you drew me near, to pray for inspiration I would need.
And the pinecones continued falling which led me to believe.
That so many prayers and wishes were granted throughout many years.
My loved ones have no idea how many were to dry their lonely tears.
God must have loved me with all his heart. to let me find you lying here.
On our mountain land we love so much, where there’s no strife or fear.
I can only imagine how glorious you were while life still ran through you.
Proudly standing there, protecting those from the violent winds that blew.
How spectacular you must have been, more powerful than any tree around.
For you still are the most beautiful tree I’ve ever seen lying on the ground.
There’s one wish I’ll ask of you, while there’s one pinecone clinging on.
“That’s to grant just one last wish for me when my day is done.”
“Please let my ashes fly far and high totally soaring free.”
“Guide them to a safe place beneath my Wishing Tree.”
Written by,
Bonnie May
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(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :D
Welcome home, I've missed you soooo much!! Your beautiful words always inspire or make me smile. This, does both. Well done.
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
It is always a privilege to read Your works.
"My Wishing Tree" inspires and enriches the heart.
I salute You, Poet.
Andre Emmanuel Bendavi ben-YEHU