Black and naked branches Always searching one, You await the coming Of your lord, the sun. Warmed with all his grandeur, Suddenly some day He who holds your worship Will achieve his way. In the glow of Springtime -- The sun is very wise! -- Turn and see within you With fascinated eyes, Wonderful as music Green leaves and moving boughs. In your thousand blossoms, Mating birds will house. Hidden in your branches Where you shield one nest, Tree of strange surprises The sun will find your breast. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A BOOK OF AIRS: SONG 10. THE DYING FALL by THOMAS CAMPION AT THE CLOSED GATE OF JUSTICE by JAMES DAVID CORROTHERS WASTED HOURS by WILLIAM HENRY DAVIES THE COMMON LOT by JAMES MONTGOMERY THE SCORPION by WILLIAM PLOMER |