About the Poem
This poem provides a corny metaphor which expresses my own heart. (of course, it's not corny from where I stand, but I realize that by comparing one's beloved to a Jacaranda tree may be an overdone comparison in some cultures) after all, is there a tree more beautiful?
Jacaranda |
| by Jaz |
| Purple flowers whose scent nourishes the believer's soul whose petals form a bed as soft as clouds strong branches that support my own foothold - when the limb is weak I will nurture you to strength just as you, have so many times shaded my own failings Your gentle breeze soothes my aching heart - I want others to climb you too; to share in your endless beauty You must know that I will never allow the man with the axe to bleed your precious sap |
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2 Visitor Comments
Kali
I really enjoyed reading this poem. It seemed to be a new view of love and I rather enjoyed it very much. I sent it to two of my friends and I hope that they enjoyed as much as I did.
JOSE
THE PASSION AND THE BEAUTY ARE TOGETHER ON THIS PIECE OF ART
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