Mourning Tree Poem by Haile Tesfaye

Mourning Tree

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A gardener starving for knowledge;
as he began to indulge his desire,
the body's lamp opened its eyes and
released a dim light into his soul.
This was the birth of all exiles and
wandering. The axe lies at the root
of our foundation. We are one out of
many branches of a mourning tree

Sunday, April 21, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: fall,knowledge,man,metaphor,philosophical
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Dr Antony Theodore 22 June 2019

This was the birth of all exiles and wandering. The axe lies at the root of our foundation. Very original way of presentation. tony

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