The Tree Of Yesterday - Poem by Elena Sandu
The Tree of Yesterday
The tree of yesterday
Tried little talk to me
Made an appeal of love
Through sign that I could feel
As a sweet kind touch
on my upper lip.
It was an old tree's teardrop
Which slowly travelled through
The abstract time and space
Meant to be love's water, warm and sweet
But into a snowflake changed
By all the sadness seen
On this last century.
It seen so many relative and friends
Killed, put down by tools of all kind
for making things that would transform
humanity into machines for slavery
hushing away positive power of own minds.
These days the humans have to work and work
And work. For less and less. Time, more and more.
So much, that they forgot
The tree of yesterday..
Have humans true forgot, or really lost such minds? !
Pleasure to search for the life's beauty in nature's company
To find own similarities through sense of sight, or smell! ? Touch
and admire the brown woody stem of trees, learn, regain from them good balance
And then barefooted walk freshly green, black earth on face shall grease and smell
How light and dark of day and night help us recall back most healthy energy of love!
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