Under The Fig Tree Poem by Jordan Legaspi

Under the Fig Tree


Not just fresh but deep green
Craftily trimmed in a fancy frame;

Not just silvery but shiny lights adorned
Graceful passion -the motif it drew in;

Not just the colors it contoured-it-seemed
But the artful play from there in;

Not just the size the catch to win -
The tree in full season;

Ah, the Christmas Tree my friend -
The spirit and its symbolism

Alas! Not just to feed our senses for exquisite delight
But to fill our broken soul to illumine its night