By your leaves I know you -
They glittered like peridot
When kissed by spring's early morning sun
and spread like an emerald lace
To cover the hot summer skies.
As fiery tongues they fell
and lit up Autumn's sombre glow.
Countless birds have felt orphaned
by the loss of your shadow.
And though winter leaves you bare
I will know you by your skin
Rough and gnarled under my palms
That all but belies
The tenderness you hide within.
And if nature stripped you of all
But the wood with which you stood
I will still know you
By the lines time tattooed on your grain
which tell of your grace and strength
and all things that cannot be seen.
DAILY POST: Tree
Dverse Poets’ Open Link Night #181