I am a Tree

I am a Tree

I am a tree amongst the blackness

I have ghosts within my limbs

I am twisted bent and weeping

I am gnarled by men's sins

I am lost to light and laughter

I am ancient at my youth

Innocence never budding here

These branches stripped at birth

Never knowing love and care

No warmth within the dark despair

I've heard it said that light will shine

Darkness fades with love and time

years to come will bud new growth

Not of innocence but greeen with hope

Once the tree is warmed within--

Even love and trust may bloom again

©Dark