It’s been a while since I shared some poem on my blog. Last year I read The Fisherman’s Book by Simon Boreham, after which I had got in touch with the author for an interview post. He had, then, shared two of his compositions with me. And here’s the first one.
Oh tell me tree oh tell me please
The secrets of the summer breeze
That rustles thoughts amongst the leaves
And fills my head with dreams of ease.
Oh tell me tree oh tell me why
The secrets of the autumn sky
That calls song birds to southward fly
Leaves falling tears of dreams gone by.
Oh tell me tree oh let me know
The secrets of the winter snow
That rests in branches leafless hollow
To hide the truth of dreams tomorrow.
Oh tell me tree oh tell me when
The secrets of springs scented rain
That swells leaf buds to bursting strain
Will release my dreams to dream again.
Oh tell me tree oh tell me how
The secrets of the season’s flow
Locked in the heart of ancient yew
Can share those dreams of paradise now.-Simon Boreham
How did you like the poem? Which is your favourite poem about trees? Do share your views. Thanks.
You can find more poems shared by me here.