Mary Colborne-Veel Poems
- Song Of The Trees 1 WE are the Trees. Our dark and ...
- Resurgam (Autumn Song) Chill breezes moaning are ...
- We Go No More To The Forest WE go no more to the forest, ...
- Empty Houses I THERE’S not a person in the street, ...
- `what Look Hath She?' What look hath she, ...
- The Blessing THE MASTER He was hungry: ‘Shall we not ...
- Saturday Night Saturday night in the crowded town; Pleasure...
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Song Of The Trees
WE are the Trees.
Our dark and leafy glade
Bands the bright earth with softer mysteries.
Beneath us changed and tamed the seasons run:
In burning zones, we build against the sun
Long centuries of shade.
We are the Trees,
Who grow for man’s desire,
Heat in our faithful hearts, and fruits that please.
Dwelling beneath our tents, he lightly gains
The few sufficiencies his life attains—
Shelter, and food, and fire.
We are the Trees
That by great waters stand,
By rills ...