nailinmyheart

If Dogwoods Could Talk

I am a tree,
Your gift to humanity
ancient as your mountains,
younger than your stars;
An afterthought of Your creation?
Alas, I think not!


I am a tree,
harbinger of your springs,
shelter for your creatures frail,
beauty for human eyes;
left speechless by my destiny. . .
In my heart, Christ's Nail!


© Nancy L. Meek January 26, 2005