Holy Tree (Cathedral Park) – Portland, Oregon – Yvonne Mestre
Posted on Photobotos.com 11/4/2012
Under the willow
A mother weeps
As she buries her child
Beneath her feet.
The Queen of Heaven
Stands at her side
As she wipes
The tears from her eyes.
The shoots of the willow
The mother ties.
With a wish in her heart
She pleads to the tree
For the release of her grief.
An enchanted tree
The willow weeps
Its limbs hang low
With the heavy leaves.
The shoots whip when the winds blow.
As the priest and priestess pray
For ills to fade away.
As the poet lays to sleep
Beneath the willow the dreams do grow
As the words of the poem start to flow.
The magical tree the willow heals
Those who weep.
And eases the pain
From their tormented sleep.
To bring serenity to the sea of tears
To bring harmony within the earthly sphere.
With the sway of the willow shoots
The mother releases her fears.
Beneath the moon
The willow grows
In love the tree bows it head
To the souls of the dead.
With its arms it embraces
The mother who stands beneath the tree.
And cloaks the poet who lay to dream.
Mothers weep all around the world for the loss of a child. In many cases it is to violence and hate. These are senseless acts and in tribute to all mothers who experience a loss of a child I am reposting this poem. The beautiful picture was on www.photobotos.com today and when I saw the picture I knew I wanted to share the picture and the poem with you. Many blessings to all who have experienced the loss of a loved one. Poem originally posted on May 14, 2012
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