The Tree That Spoke

Oh, the things I have felt
For over a hundred years
From bountiful joys of nature
To the sorrow of human tears

When I was first planted here
There wasn’t much else around
A field of grass, some trees like me
A few upright stones on the ground

As I grew tall and strong
Yielding as each season passed
The people came and went
Always mournful and downcast

My wisdom grew with time
As my roots delved into the Earth
I also connected to the sun above
All-That-Is pronounced my worth

The ever-flowing abundant life
Birds, foliage, butterflies, bees
Most people never-ever noticed
Oh, please! BEHOLD us trees

We are the inherent Guardians of Earth
Filtering and providing more than they see
The original network, our roots underground
We may seem static, but we are truly free

The empty field that once surrounded my youth
Is now filled with hundreds of stones
Becoming more ornate over the years
But still, just mark the position of bones

I absorb the waves of sadness that flow
From the people visiting a stone
If they let me, I can help them
For we are One and never alone

I sense the Spirit of their loved one
They block the energy by thinking them gone
My leaves whisper the truth on the breeze
‘They are beside you, they do live on’

Trina Graves – 6th July 2018


About This Poem

From the age of six until I married, my family would spend the summer Sunday afternoons in various villages throughout the Oxfordshire countryside. My father belonged to a cricket club, so we all went along to enjoy and afternoon out. While the men played cricket, the woman chatted and the children played. My mum also liked to take a walk around the villages, especially to visit their church and grounds. I didn’t realize it back then, of course, but this was to develop into something I would enjoy doing for the rest of my life. 

I now love to visit old churches and graveyards, especially to see the beautiful trees that are always present in these tranquil grounds. So, when I began to take nature photographs to compile my photo-quotes this was obviously a wonderful source for me.

Last week I had to take my car to have some work done, nearby there was a graveyard (no church though) that I had not visited before, so I decided to go and hang out there while I waited. It was a beautiful sunny day and after walking around – taking lots of photos – I sat in the shade to bask in the glorious view of trees.

Personally, I believe graves are an old tradition that in our more enlightened times are no longer needed. But, I respect that others can find comfort in visiting their loved ones marker. I do not find them at all depressing because I choose to think of all the love that has been brought to the site, for hundreds of years!

So, as I sat there, just across from me was this tall tree surrounded by gravestones. I thought about what it has viewed over the years and decided to write a poem, luckily I had pen and paper with me. And this is what I wrote.  

The Tree That Spoke - Inspirational Sympathy poem by Trina Graves - Spiritual Quotes To Live By
The view from where I sat to write this poem
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