I Am The Tree Poem by Vanya Orr

I Am The Tree



I am the tree
Through which the sap flows.

I am the pipe
Through which the piper blows.

I am the song
On which the notes are thread.

I am the verse
before the words are said.

(Maristowe Altar Room Jan.1991)

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