Thoughts on a Walk
Today Hannah begged me to take her on a walk. So we took a leisurely stroll to a cemetery nearby, and I saw the lovely Oak Trees and couldn't help but to jot down my thoughts:
The stately Oak Tree stands towering,
Tall, unmoved -
Arms outstretched
Strong and firm.
Full clusters of leaves
Spread
To catch the faintest summer breeze,
Amidst the graveyard of souls long gone
Whose mark on earth
Mysteriously begets
Curiosity.
Beneath the Mighty Oak
A lone stone sits.
One year engraved on the weather-worn canvas -
Solitary on that sad monument
Recalls a child whose name unknown
To us
But known above
Yet now lives to glorify
The Maker of Oak Trees,
Stones and
Life.
The stately Oak Tree stands towering,
Tall, unmoved -
Arms outstretched
Strong and firm.
Full clusters of leaves
Spread
To catch the faintest summer breeze,
Amidst the graveyard of souls long gone
Whose mark on earth
Mysteriously begets
Curiosity.
Beneath the Mighty Oak
A lone stone sits.
One year engraved on the weather-worn canvas -
Solitary on that sad monument
Recalls a child whose name unknown
To us
But known above
Yet now lives to glorify
The Maker of Oak Trees,
Stones and
Life.
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