The Interpretation of a Cherry Tree
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If I were like a tree limb, I would sleep
As if in blossom like a cherry tree,
Not just a branch. My secrets I would keep
Inside me like pink dreams, but I would be
The whole tree giving April meaning. No
Bad dreams, no nightmares would intrude inside
My cherry-tree striped bark with dark red glow.
My inner self and surface would be dyed
The color every love would wish to shine
With every spring or maybe all year round,
With depth of beauty like a brooding wine.
With crimson heartwood I would hold taut, bound.
The meaning of the universe would gleam,
Then find my prisoned petals and redeem.
~ Phillip Whidden
by phillipw | Oct 6, 2024 | LO |