Yellow Blossoms Of Trees Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Looking out a second story window at the tops of trees holding
yellow blossoms gently on their branches, reflecting the sun
and shining in their own particular ways of being yellow.

Silent reminders of the beauty of nature that entices this
poetical mind so succinctly and directly, watching as limbs
on top are reaching into the sky.

Trying to get all the sun they can before darkness of night
falls upon them, also knowing they are raising limbs to God
in praise of Him who has created them.

Silent reminders that God is always worthy of praise in this
temporary life on earth, we'd all do well to remember this
lesson of nature.

A wonderful way to look at life, keeping our souls in line
with God, perfect, intense feelings reaching into being,
raised into depths of heaven for the rest of our lives.