Hands raised in tender supplication,
You reach out to the clear heavens,
Drawing down the droplets of dew and rain,
You soak the dryness out of the ground
Feet rooted in firm foundation,
You stretch out to the dark depths,
Sucking up the moisture flowing down below,
You stand as sentinel between earth and sky
Beauty displayed in rugged creation,
You sustain testimony to His grace and care.
Buried beneath in pressured rigid death,
You transform in time to gems of sparkling light!
*Sorry, its been a long time since I interacted in FF. My son was sitting for his school finals, which is government conducted. It is a very stressful time as it determines his seat in the University. So I had to take a timeout!
*Friday Fictioneers is talented group of enthusiasts penning down a story, a poem, a prose, etc., expressing their heart about a photo prompt © Ronda Del Boccio
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Welcome back
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Dear Sabina,
Welcome back. Lovely poem.
Shalom,
Rochelle
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Thank you!🙏
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Thank you!
Glad to be back 😊
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That was lovely to read. Welcome back. 🙂
Susan A Eames at
Travel, Fiction and Photos
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This was lovely, Sabina. Welcome back.
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🙏🙏🙏
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Nice to see you again, and that was a beautiful poem. The tree as a sentinel between earth and sky is a great phrase.
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Thank you!💐
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Beautiful sentiment. Your love for tree is evident in every line, in every sentence.
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Thank you!👍💐
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Thank you!💐💐💐
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Nicely penned take on the photo.Thanks for sharing your vision.
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