shimon weinroth


Many Faces - Poem by shimon weinroth

Reflection
Of the garden tree
On my window pane
Elongated

Sunrays play
Their game
Fashion and show
Pushing gently on my space

My lovely lordly tree
Has another face
True to color
True to form

Rising to an incline
I gaped at my pine tree
With a greater wonder
Oh so fine

A picture painted
On my window pane
This reflection
Has a shadow too

Returning
I pondered
That I two
Have a shadow

A reflection of my face
That you could see
If you would
But look into my tree

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, November 19, 2006

Poem Edited: Saturday, November 20, 2010


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