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The Righteous Oak
The Righteous Oak
The Righteous oak stands strong and tall,
No storm or tempest that may blow
Would wrench it from its roots below.
Life can throw whatever it wants
That oak throws of all its taunts.
The winds may blow it to and fro
And leaves adorn may come and go.
Though it stands upon a rock,
Fixed firmly, nothing can shock.
But storms of life has! took its toll
Battered relentlessly against the tide
Its weary limbs lie bare and cold
No crown of glory, truth be told.
This Righteous oak no more stands,
Withered, gnarled, twisted,
Nothing left to see of such a man,
That once stood proud upon this land.
Drew Balfour © 2020
The Righteous oak stands strong and tall,
No storm or tempest that may blow
Would wrench it from its roots below.
Life can throw whatever it wants
That oak throws of all its taunts.
The winds may blow it to and fro
And leaves adorn may come and go.
Though it stands upon a rock,
Fixed firmly, nothing can shock.
But storms of life has! took its toll
Battered relentlessly against the tide
Its weary limbs lie bare and cold
No crown of glory, truth be told.
This Righteous oak no more stands,
Withered, gnarled, twisted,
Nothing left to see of such a man,
That once stood proud upon this land.
Drew Balfour © 2020
Published 15th Feb 2020
Author's Note
In a moment of doubt I open up the wrong gate and this came out.
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16th Feb 2020 11:12am
Hello Drew, I really enjoyed your poem - and the comment on ageing within it. Welcome to DUP and I hope you find it an agreeable place to be. Best regards, Josh.
16th Feb 2020 8:54pm
12th Mar 2024 9:22pm
The spiritual spills let us reflect with a depth so profound the words help guide us through the journey. Awesome work.
