from 'While Passing Through'/Summer
Tree trunk, limbs, and up
I trace the early sun—
I lift my eyes.
A tree with branches spread is like seeking blessings from heaven with many arms.A lovely image drawn in this Senryu.
Hi, Bharati! Thank you for your comment. Yes, alternatively I think of trees praying or praising. -Glen
From roots to branches and then the infinite. We are blessed beings who feel our place in time and space,
this view which has often greeted me in my walks, and this tracing upwards to the limbs makes me think of arms lifted in praise. blessed indeed! may we ever realize this. -glen
hey, laurie! thanks! and isn't bark interesting! some of it i see is moss covered, and it's usually dampened from watering. beauty is everywhere! -glen
It's a beautiful glimpse. I love to look up from underneath trees, and photograph them too. But, funny, when I started reading your poem I thought of a portion of a cut down tree I saw yesterday in a field - for a moment it looked just like a dead horse, with its stiff limbs in the air!
Lovely graceful senryu with a delicate feathery touch of a reference to a Bible verse- well done, well done.
thanks, susan. i was headed another way with the title when the idea came to use it as the last line. and you picked up the bible reference. -glen
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Beautiful written Glen Thank you for sharing Mario Odekerken
thank you, mario, for reading and taking the time to comment. and nice to meet you here at ph. i see you live (or are from?) the netherlands. cool! i love that we can share with people all over the world. i'll be checking out your poetry soon i expect. -glen