The Tree In Me

My roots stem from my family
Deeply embedded in Mother Earth
Strongly supporting my presence
That fed my earlier self-worth.
My roots are also a mighty link
Mostly unseen, as underground
I am connected to all of life
Growing in Spirit, as more depth is found.

My trunk is very evident
The physical body is what you see
Developed in my strength of roots
But solidness is only a part of me.
With each passing year I grow
The cycle of life, always in a ring
Changes with each new season
Summer, Autumn, Winter, Spring.

My branches grew as a child
Count how many there are
All the ways I reached out
Wanting to learn and go far.
Supported by my trunk body
Also nurtured by my roots
My mind branches developed
All starting from little shoots.

My branches extended to twigs
As I ventured out more to explore
In the numerous directions
Always wanting to do more.
The twists and turns of life
Shape the twigs I create
Am I willing to grow more
Or do I hesitate?

My branches and twigs went out
Into this magnificent world
For all the things I’ve said and done
Another expanding leaf uncurled.
Abundantly representing me
As I ‘photosynthesize’
Transmitting and transforming
Always right before your eyes!

You may notice a few knots
Or whirls patterning my bark
Some experiences deeply felt
Impacted and left their mark.
My bark is my protection
Covering, so you cannot see
My layers of growth underneath
As I developed into the real me.

My blossom, pure and gentle
Delicately full of perfection
Comes when I am focused
And guided by Highest intention.
For me blossom represents
My Soul, Spirit, Inner Core
It’s profound physical beauty
A sign of there always being more.

My flower or fruit shows
Who I really came here to be
Colours, fragrance, food of life
Gracefully given from my tree.
Other life forms are nurtured
When I flower and fruit
As I open to the Divine
Still deeply Earthed at my root.

I let go and I give
To all nature my seed
To grow and develop
Wherever there is a need.
Next season, or years away
With love, I will write
I give my seeds of truth
To grow in God’s Light.

……………………….

I’ve survived the storms
That are present in all life
Steadfast as a tree
Throughout worry and strife.
For my roots are so strong
Gripping tightly, down deep
Holding me safe and sound
In the faith of God I keep.

The wind my howl
And blow through my leaves
I know I’ve lost a few
As it’s presence weaves,
In and out of my life
There’s always some turmoil
I am flexible and easily bend
Focusing on the goodness in soil.

The Heavens often open
And rains come falling down
Drenching my life
From my roots to crown.
But without water
They’d be no life at all
So I cherish this blessing
Whenever it does fall.

The Light of the sun
In all of its Heavenly glory
Brings growth and upliftment
Essential to my own story
Sun, another giver of life
Shining brightly, and so clear
Eliminating all forms of darkness
For God’s Light is always near

There have been some droughts
But I survived them too
When I blocked the flow
Parched, but I always knew,
Balance would prevail
And I would be stronger
Energy would rain on me
If I patiently waited longer.

The cycles of life
Sometimes lay bare
No leaves on my tree
Dormant, I don’t share.
And them comes the snow
Uniqueness in every drop
Delicate purity its truth
Messages from Spirit never stop.

Sharp and hard frosts
On a cold winters morn
Can make me shiver
And feel a little forlorn.
But if I look closely
Making beauty my intent
The picture it paints
On my tree is Heaven sent.

My truly greatest part
Most people do not see
My Spirit radiates
As I rise up like a tree.
To the Heavens I reach
Branching out into the unknown
We are linked, we are all One
With the trees I have grown.

Trina Graves – 3rd April 2019


About This Poem

I have always been drawn to trees, but it wasn’t until 2010, when I began to take photographs of nature, that my deepest respect and admiration for their wonderous beauty began to really grow. I have noticed over the past few years that as the seasons change, I seem to grow more and more in awe of their magnificence.

For many years I have had a list of poem ideas and titles so that when I feel like writing something it’s easy to find a subject. Trees have been on that list since it first began, but apart from making some notes several years ago, I never got around to it.

On the day I wrote this poem, I had just completed another one and leaving it for awhile before reading through, I put the kettle on for a cuppa. While waiting for it to boil I looked out of my kitchen window and noticed how extremely windy it was outside. I have two trees in my garden, but I can also see other trees in neighbours gardens, especially as at the bottom of my garden the houses opposite are on a much higher level, so their trees are at a high level too. The branches on all of the trees were swaying as the wind blew them around, and as I was watching the words ‘The Tree In Me’ came to me, and I instantly knew it was now the time to write my tree poem and to use this title. 

I began straight away (after making coffee, of course!) by writing a few notes on the physical parts of a tree that I wanted to cover: roots, trunk etc.. and then of the elements that can have an affect: sun, frost etc.. The poem just flowed easily from there.

An intriguing aspect for me is that my name begins with ‘Tree,’ although written as ‘Tri.’ Strangely, I never even noticed this until my artist friend painted a tree on my 50th birthday card and spelled my name ‘Tree-na’ as she knew of my love of trees. So, I really do have a ‘Tree In Me!’ 🙂

part of poem: The Tree In Me by Trina Graves - Spiritual Quotes To Live By

 

13 thoughts on “The Tree In Me

  1. You really took the tree metaphor through this poem to completion. I loved “the Heavens often Open” stanza. Thanks for sharing Trina! I am a Creative Life Coach with a poetry blog and here one of my recent poems about the sea which also includes a link to the live version.

    https://peacockpoetryblog.wordpress.com/2019/05/14/brave-waves/

    I am also on Instagram as #coachingcreatively, let’s follow each other if you use this medium? You can also find me on Facebook under Sam Allen wearing a bright red and orange hat!

    I love connecting with fellow creatives as you can see!

    Sunny greetings from Switzerland!

    Sam 🙂

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    • Thank you Sam for your comment, appreciation and request to connect. I am not on Instagram, but I am now following you on Facebook and your blog too. I enjoyed the poem mentioned, and really loved ‘Self Love’ on Fasten Your Seatbelts. I look forward to reading more.
      Love, Light & Blessings (from a trying to be sunny 🙂 UK) ❤

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