Classic and Contemporary Poetry
TREE TALK, by LUCIA MORSE RIMBACH
First Line: You've brought your sorrow for us to heal?'
Last Line: "you have come to your own clan."
Subject(s): Healing; Cures
(I walked through friendly woods today, The trees and leaves had much
to say -- )
"You've brought your sorrow for us to heal?
Well -- there's not much that we don't feel.
"Pain and pleasure have roots alike,
Pain will blossom, pleasure will strike;
Like you, we're marred,
Like you, we're scarred.
"Sorrow and grief are ours to share,
Silence covers a world of care.
"High on every mountain-top
Inspiration sows a crop;
Ascending slowly you will find
Healing herbs for all mankind.
"Search, my brothers, watch the seeds --
Do they follow earthly creeds?
"Born beneath the rotting sod
We are replicas of God,
Old as earth, young as man,
You have come to your own clan."
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