In the center of the most beautiful place in the world
there nods a tree
of unknown measure.
How tall; how far; how wide
its branches reach...
Staring upward, one is lost;
each thought becomes a leaf
that curls upon a thought
and rests at last,
unworried.
Its trunk caresses
every visitor;
smooth skin expanding,
curving, laughing;
wider than the longest arms,
inviting all its guests
to climb; to melt
against the softness
of its bark;
to breathe.
It is a patient tree.
Always waiting,
arms outstretched;
green leaves emitting
an atmosphere
that captures, lifts,
embraces...
None have left this tree
despondent.
Some dance.
Some murmur; smiling.
Many wonder;
opening their hands;
fascinated by
the surprising appearance
of rubies.
Everyone comes back.
A 33rd Engagement Anniversary & Mother’s Day Poem for my Bride,
Queen Kimmy Sophia I, of the Forest Lands of Love
photo of our daughter, Grace, by Frances Carter, in New Zealand
Peter Falkenberg Brown is passionate about writing, publishing, public speaking and film. He hopes that someday he can live up to his favorite motto: “Expressing God’s kind and compassionate love, in all directions, every second of every day, creates an infinitely expanding sphere of heart.”
