Tree of Life

Oh Tree of Life!
Haloed in white
Dare I approach?

Roots snake beneath the earth
Encompassing the world
All flows from and to you

I would climb to your boughs
Looking up and down
Simultaneously

As above, so below
We all stand alone
like you, a sentinel to time

The sight of you bids me cry
unbidden and disconsolate
yet comforted, I am found

(c) Helen Valentina 2013, All Rights Reserved

About helenvalentina

Like most people, I have a number of sides to me. The most interesting one probably emerges through my writing, hence this blog. I love to read, and also to write, and so this is a way to share both.
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8 Responses to Tree of Life

  1. “As above, so below
    We all stand alone
    like you, a sentinel to time”

    Love it!

  2. rebecca2000 says:

    I love it. Now how about the tree of knowledge?

  3. Is there anything I don’t love about this poem?! NO!!! I love every word about it — excellent, excellent, excellent, Helen!! Woohoo!! :)

  4. Jack Flacco says:

    Beautiful. I love this line: “Roots snake beneath the earth”…such a vivid picture. So eloquent. There’s a hidden meaning for me, too. The Tree of Life in Genesis is the tree given to Adam and Eve to eat thereof. And your “Roots snake beneath the earth” reminds me of the Tree of Knowledge of Good and Evil, since snake is mentioned. Funny how imagery works in the mind of different people!

    • Thank you – I was definitely alluding to a range of spiritual/religious type allegories with this, though the part you’ve seen I think was unconscious on my part but very insightful of you to make the connection! :)

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