Morning Trees Poem by Nellie Isabelle Steward Cooper

Morning Trees



When dreams evaporate and mist away
and hushed and still the shadows hang

As dew touched leaves in morning trees
you must bring forth the soul of it

Under wide sky, at first glance
be not sick in sleep another night

Pass by such sickness into life
in the ground now given you

As the first furrow of forgetting
seeds a love in dazzling splendor

So hard to bring forth
so easy does it mist away

Tis so delicate to raise

Will its fresh green growth
be safe in uncertain earth?

Maybe fall there in the deep
dark pocket of the heart?

Where all ferments to bitterness and despair!

Better no heart to have at all
than so bitter a heart as this?

Who knows, who knows, who knows

Who knows...? ? ? ?

Morning Trees
Thursday, October 29, 2020
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