Weeping Willow ~Courtesy of Sheep Purple
The Weeping Willow sings a somber song
Of distant seasons long past gone
Of present moments seeming far too long…
Of lovers gazing into each other’s eyes
Perhaps returning with sad goodbyes
Of mothers wishing upon far away stars
For safe return of sons and daughters in wars
Of fathers praying please send him home
Alive and well; safe from harm.
As I sat beneath the old willow tree,
I watch the children play freely
A priceless price was paid to watch them run
And jump, and skip beneath the sun
I know a war is over there…
But in my world war is everywhere
The war of boys who think they’re men
Killing neighbors’ sons; even their own kin
Senseless violence with no meaning…
Communities too afraid or complacent to intervene
Teens toting guns like boys with toys
No one’s brave or angry enough to make some noise
For every young man killed in Iraq
Might be two or three fallen around my block
Not for the freedoms we believe we know
But it’s the same old story; just a different show
Ego tricked minds taking what they feel is there’s
In Love and War, they say all is fair…
Youth brainwashed to take what’s not
The bigger the weapon, the bigger the lot
Gently, old Weeping Willow sways to and fro
Shedding dew drop tears for us below…
So here I sit under old Weeping Willow Tree
As she weeps good will for humanity
Lovingly we send a prayer with the passing wind…
God bring our children safely back home again….
And, if it’s not too much and in your plan
Please instill more love into the hearts of man
~Written by CordieB.
HI CORDIE B
Oh my – this is a beautiful writing – I am deeply moved. Your words flow like waves of truth wet with tears, salty with reality and unyielding with eternal love and hope. And may I add, when one is connected to the Weeping Willow it suggests that, that someone, is deeply rooted in someone or something.
I feel your heart is pounding rhythmically with loving peace….
Love to you
Gail
peace and hope
Lovely.
Welcome back to the blog arena. Great Piece. Keep up the Great writing. I do believe this is your true gift from God.
Love Always
Gee.
I love your writings. And am really amazed by the way you take inspiration from everything that life offers you. ((HUGS)) and blessings to you!
I love your writings. And am really amazed by the way you take inspiration from everything that life offers you. ((HUGS)) and blessings.
This is beautiful, Cordie. The weeping willow is my favorite tree and your words encompass some of what I think the weeping willow must feel when faced with humanity and some of our actions.
For the above poster, are you able to a lot more clearly explain whatever you mean? I wish to point out that within the feeling you’ve portrayed your self, it might be a little difficult to understand for other individuals. Thank you!