<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=366274" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Growth And Trees</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Growth</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Trees are conceived just as humans are<br> from seeds the striplings rise<br>Yet rooted to one place<br> They grow<br>No choice where their future lies</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Subject to nature’s way’s and whim’s<br>bearing the brunt of chance<br> No option, no choice<br> No vote, no voice<br> they perform in the wind, their arboreal dance<br> And they grow</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Like young children they blossom with grace and wonder<br>With litheness, with vibrance<br> Innocence thereunder<br> filled with awe and wonder<br> They grow, oh how they grow! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Tall and stronger, each day brings them closer<br> To the sky and the clouds<br> To the smell of ambrosia<br> like their wee kinfolk, in fields of timothy and clover</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Children and trees know nothing of guile<br> Lies, treachery, deceit<br> The common, the elite<br>And yet all the while<br> They grow </div><div style="margin:10px 0">With the approach of Fall winds, the trees sway and quiver<br>Immodestly dropping more leaves with each shiver and<br>a blanket of yellow, a patchwork of gold <br> Shielding the earth from winter’s coming cold<br>Settles silently, <br>Yet relentlessly<br>Shyly, yet bold</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Through the winds of winter<br>Through the ice and the snow<br> They exist, they persist<br> They resist, they insist<br>That they grow<br> They grow</div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0">They awaken like children to springs fresh breath<br>Limbs green, supple and new <br>Buds swelling, birds dwelling, life is refreshed<br>Mother natures, spring time brew<br> Invigorating<br> Intoxicating and<br> Exhilarating too</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Children and trees rush toward summer with glee and<br>Are dressed in new raiment to suit<br>The trees clad in green, the child’s green knees<br>New seeds in the ground taking root<br> Squirrels scratch the bark<br> The sparrow, the lark <br> They grow</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> The young, in nests, creation reborn<br>New life, new presence on earth<br>From womb, from eggs, new life is formed <br>The world as always gives birth<br> As it was <br> As it is <br> As it always will be <br> They will never cease <br> To grow.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=David+Whalen">David Whalen</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=366274" data-title="Growth And Trees de David Whalen" data-description="Growth Trees are conceived just as humans are from seeds the striplings rise Yet rooted to one place They grow No choice where their future lies Subject to nature’s way’s and whim’s bearing the brunt of chance No option, no choice No v..."></div> </div> </div>

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