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Watchwoman

I have sat upon
Kaatskill Falls
For a millennium

My arms searching
Reaching skywards
My roots spreading

I have become gazer
Standing testament
Of long times spent

I have witnessed
The inhales and exhales
Of countless days

I have witnessed
Mankind’s brilliance
In fortitude and defeat

I am the original
Birch Tree who
Extends her reach

I am now a grove
Of Birch Trees
Canopying the falls

I am the Sentry
Watchwoman of Earth
Anticipating my rebirth

In the quiets of
A winter storm
You may hear me

“I open to the North,
I open to the East,
I open to the South,
I open to the West,
Elements complete my circle.”

I stand and wait
Bare and naked
In winter’s storms

For the coming
For my resurrection
For mankind to understand

Peace.

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Free verse
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Comments

i liked the message and impersonation brought about skillfully in this write...

warmly,,,

raj (sublime_ocean)

I really like the idea of a patient peace personified. I am so happy to welcome you back eek............scribbler

I love this depiction of the mother godess, particulary the sense that she is not gone, but simply waiting for her time to return, growing quietly in the more remote corners of the modern world.
Good stuff, nothing to critique.

Respectfully, Jim

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You are experimenting and trying something new. I love that. Something I'm trying to do myself. A fine write and a joy to read. John

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