The Yew Tree Poem by Valerie Dohren
The Yew Tree
The wind has sighed upon my leaves
Through many ages passed
A sheltered place for he who grieves
Beneath my branches vast
I reach above towards the sky
`Midst ancient slabs to dwell
O touch me and you yet shall die
Beware the tolling bell
Behold my splendid aspect fixed
Against the falling sun
As there I stand, alone, betwixt
All heav`n and everyone
(Magnificent her posture be
Her shadow softly falls
Upon all those now ever free
Laid down behind stone walls)
Enfolded deep within my boughs
I`ll bear your wearied soul
To carry you, not e`er to rouse,
Then meetly deem you whole
To thus transform and so renew
All set beyond this earth
Deliver each as pure and true
And grant e`erlasting birth
Is this the tale of an awakened soul? Loved the rhythm you are an expert in.....10+++
It’s been years, and still as beautiful as the day i read it 🙏🏿
I'm always amazed when i read your work another piece beautifully written
The feeling of peace and spirit which can be felt beneath a Yew tree you have captured in your rythmic verse.
I picture the tree in the graveyard so very well! You have put this symbolism into a very clever and beautiful poem! Movingly constructed!
The shade of a towering tree indeed is a haven for wearied souls to relax and seek shelter. Through ages it has weathered the rain and storm to fulfill its duties! You have endowed it with another sacred mission of carrying souls laid down behind stone walls to be granted an everlasting birth! !
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/24/2024 9:59:16 AM # 1.0.0.1119
A fantastic poem, to transform and renew, it's the way of the earth. a fantastic write.