Cherry Tree Love Song

 

 

 Cherry Tree Love Song

The cherry fell a distance from the tree.
The cherry died, so then, why not the seed?
But from the death of flesh, a seed still grew.
Is this a cherry soul, could it be true,
that everything that lives can never die?
Is this a random plane that we pass through?
Is it some old melodious endless song,
entities renewing on and on?
If that is true I wish to live again,
stranded in the middle of your land.
I wish for you to find me vulnerable
with no idea of anything at all,
I want our love to start from something small,
so that it grows by what we know as true,
and not by what the world wants us to do.
I want to have no theories and no plans,
if once again, I chance to take your hand.
I want to gentle soft against your chest
and see the world for what we want to do
and place no obligations before you.
I want no tinted glasses on my face,
to make me think the world a better place.
I only wish to know what is the truth,
and never whitewash what I think is cruel.
Then we might both be open to insight,
and know mortality is but a game
where love is all the goal that we pursue
and wisdom a big trophy that we win,
with knowledge that our souls will never end.

 

 

Reviews

[Bud]

This is heartfelt start to finish. Oh, how I could feel the yearning in these thoughts... It appears that to a certain degree, honesty and truth is gearing to take center stage, once again. I don't know if it'll be in my life time or not, but I can see the beginnings of it taking shape. People are becoming as the bible tells us, and by which God declared He will see that it happens. We are becoming sick of all that harms us. As the God tells us in the bible, we will be so sick of evil by the time of the end, that we will want nothing of it for all of eternity. I love the conceptual conveyance of love, true love in your heart for your special one. The idea, as many religions believe, that we recycle over and over until we get it right is not so far fetched of an idea. Perhaps we are appointed the same allotted time as the earth? For the bible relates that, by numbers all that is was, and will be. Even the hairs on our heads are number by the Father. Life spans were much, much greater in times past. And now, we are seeing them increase once again. A lot to think about there...? A true example of genuinely Talent with a flare of it's own. Heart capturing!

[Arundass TP]

This is a great poem 👍. Powerful lines.enjoyed well

[Emily B]

I love Ed's review. Life is . . . Love is . . . when you combine the two there is Light.

[W.k.kortas]

The learned Mr. Hart is, not surprisingly, onto something here--we are often so wrapped in looking for the rocks that we forget to see the light. There is so much here--the notion of re-birth and renewal, the embrace of love and life without conditions, with "no theories and no plans". It is, in effect, a call to live and love for the sake of living and loving. Weighty in tone and deftly crafted writing.

[Amy]

this is so beautiful great work i love it

[Charles]

I think you have hit on the essence of being a tree (coming from a cherry or any other fruit). Let life be unvarnushed, open and the seed's to explore. And, we are all seeds. Good one!

[Ed Hart]

While I am reading this poem, the image of a lighthouse comes to my mind. I see that life has painted you onto the rocky shoals; and from there you send out your beam of light, not so much to warn of disaster, but just to show that there are beams of light... Ed