Wednesday, April 6, 2011
The Beauty of Creation
Tried to remember who wrote this poem today - it is often used jokingly but after a reread I am in awe of its simplicity - no wonder it has hung around all these years.
A poem lovely as a tree.
A tree whose hungry mouth is prest
Against the sweet earth's flowing breast;
A tree that looks at God all day,
And lifts her leafy arms to pray;
A tree that may in summer wear
A nest of robins in her hair;
Upon whose bosom snow has lain;
Who intimately lives with rain.
Poems are made by fools like me,
But only God can make a tree.
Joyce Kilmer 1886–1918
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Wow! A Blog! Can't wait to here all about the garden! Good luck!
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