Daleen Enslinstrydom

(25-02-1967 / Springs, South Africa)

At a time I was a big oak tree

At a time I was a big oak tree
and people flocked like birds to nest in me
and my branches did shelter them.

I did cast long shadows,
rising high above the escarpment
and in the cool wind
I spoke to the Lord.

but the storms of life
blew through me like a hurricane
and ripped and tore at my branches
and left me scarred.

Through it all my faith did prevail
and from within I did sprout again
and in a way I could find comfort
but the winds kept on blowing,

did strip my lovely leaves away,
uprooted me,
snapped to the core.

All that was left of me
was an unseemly heap of branches.
My beautiful facade
ended up in nothing.

The questions why and for what reason
did appear in big syllables
when the angel of death passed over me for the last time.

Submitted: Tuesday, October 15, 2013
Edited: Thursday, October 24, 2013
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