Trees Weep, Too

The limp leaves that begin

to curl before drying

on the limb and letting go,

the bark that fissures and cracks,

peeling back from the trunk,

the sap that seeps and runs

to cover a wound or release 

disease, the canopy that sags

in drought or after a heavy spring 

storm — in this world every growing 

thing mourns, and when we weep, 

we never weep alone.

—C.L. Fisher, February 2021

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2 thoughts on “Trees Weep, Too

  1. A tender tree fettered too long as the harsh winds blew
    Creating a wound that sheds tears unnoticed
    A distress now known and a cry now heard
    A tender tree now unfettered yet so uncertain

    As a trail of tears lead to the wound
    Now exposed yet remains a mystery
    As silent distress penetrates from the inside
    Once again revealing a freshness that cannot be denied

    When and how will the wound find its healing
    Will it hope for that gracious faithful wind to come and lay its balm
    Will the weeping be shared and the hurt be somehow relieved and understood
    For life remains under the skies-His steadfast canopy of grace

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