Shadow my soul
With your delicate fronds,
O tree so tall
Outreaching the bonds
Of the nourishing soil.
Shadow my soul
As you sway to the rhythm
Of the uplifting breeze
And dream to reach some ultimate goal
Beyond the compass of my philosophies.
Shadow my soul
In this glade of pure silence
wherein your essence
Nourishes my soil.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Shadow my soul In this glade of pure silence wherein your essence Nourishes my soil. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -That is the best lines I have read this month. Isn't it a wonderful feeling to accomplish perfect lines? I have come close with a phrase or two but never so many lines in a row. You made my heart and soul listen intently throughout this piece and then you wrap it up with silvery bows and a rainbow or two! ! ! Into my fav rack! ! ! 10++++++++++++++++++++
With having a South facing back garden we have several trees and bushes for shade, though sadly no plane tree. The nearest equivalent is a tall, stately Ash tree. Trees are aspirational and when the blackbirds are in full song quite musical too! Thanks for your comments, Susan.