Wisdom of the Weeping Willow Tree

Springtime 2014 010

Much wisdom

the weeping willow gave me

in the summers

that it flourished

in strange gardens

 

“There is no death”

only the procession

from garden to garden

from valley to valley

 

Past weeping willows

on flowing river banks

past red poppy fields

over the mountains of sorrow

past childhood valleys

around the deep and mysterious

wishing well

 

Just sit beneath me

said the weeping willow

close your eyes

sit back and dream your best dreams

and soon you will be

beyond the rainbow

in a garden paradise

 

You’ll be smiling

as you put your wordly clothes aside

eternity’s wreath

the angle holds in his hand

he’ll lead you to a table

where freshly baked bread

is divided among the souls

 

Soft like a cloud

he’ll lean over you

and then you’ll hear

soft whispers of friendship

 

Till then you must begin

to weave your eternity wreath

blossom by blossom

till one day it will be done

and the angel will then come

to take you to a peaceful garden

 

Until then your life is your own

seek wisdom from me

sit beneath me in the shade

whenever you are weary

I will make you smile again

and through life you’ll go dancing

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About Rasma R

I live in Riga, Latvia. I was born in N.Y.C. Love to write articles and poetry. Instruct people in the English language. Live in the suburbs with my husband Martin and my wonderful cat Sid. I love rock and roll, cooking, reading, poetry and traveling.
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