The Shadow Of The Sacred Tree

© 2014 Easter - Sherry Bach

If the road is long and winding

And the river straight

With mountains too tall to climb

If the valley becomes flooded

Water running down

Drowning flowers of every kind

If there was no sunshine

Darkness in its place

Rocks slippery covered in moss

I would still be left in silence

No words could I speak

To explain the considered loss

Of not being near you

The light in your eyes

Your laugh, the way you shine

It must go on forever

Magic dust sparkling

Over and over a thousand times

And when the clock is ticking

Feel it in your soul

It can and will set you free

But til then from a distance

See it in the light

The shadow of the sacred tree