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Worship

City sidewalks crack under the pressure
While the tree’s branches strain towards the heavens
Winds coming so strong they’re hard to measure
Branches lay flat to the ground and blend in

Leaves explodes the intent of the wind
Each leaf has a prayer and calms the mighty gale
Leaves first to the skies, branches next wind skinned
Birds that were hiding are now on the wind’s tail

© 2014 Michael Yost 03/08

Trees

Soothing winds creating the dins
That flow through the poplar leaves

Soaking up sun and having fun
With the worshiping by the trees

You hear the sigh up in the sky
As the wind goes everywhere

Stir the branches all big and small
With a whisper of clean fresh air

They bend and sway and seem to say
Glory to the one up above

Perched from flight and out of clear sight
Are the homes to the loving doves

© 2010-2011  Michael Yost   

http://gooseberrygoespoetic.blogspot.com/2012/01/poetry-picnic-week-22-spring-colors.html