I Followed a Path


Lonely Oak

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Wanting to
meditate and discover the good,

I followed a
path deep into the wood,

Until before
me a great oak tree stood,

Its branches
mighty, its crown regal and thick,

The kind of
tree I’d be if I had my pick,

I wondered,
how long has this oak been around?

What made
this oak special? Why hasn’t it blown down?

Of course, I
mused, when a storm came through,

The massive trunk
deserves the credit for what would ensue,

Yet I realized
there was more than what met the eye,

The trunk
needed support to stand and touch the sky,

Roots keeping
the oak anchored were beneath the tree,

Spreading
out in all directions for stability,

I could see the
mighty oak was more than a tree,

It was a
symbol reminding me not to judge what I see,

Because like
the oak there’s more within me,

T here’s
part of me that’s in public view,

Exposed so
people can see what I do,

But beneath my
surface my values are set,

The part of
me that might be stronger yet,

To survive
the storms of life these roots will grow,

When
troubles are encountered my character will show,

Storms in
life are impossible to outrace,

So the
challenges they bring I will embrace,

I’ll be like
the mighty oak if I learn to endure,

The storms
of life with a heart that’s pure,

I left with
knowledge from where the oak tree stood,

Followed the
path out of the wood,

My search
was over, I finally understood.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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About danroberson

I celebrate life. I'm looking for new parades to lead, or to follow. I'm alone, and now a published author, and trying to stay on my chosen path. I have no anchor to hold me down and I'm ready to rid myself of possessions that impede progress. I want my imagination to soar. I'm open to learning about new worlds, new countries and languages, and different ways to look at things I thought I knew. Every day is a bonus day and I look forward to the challenges it brings. I'm finding out that technology is fast and getting faster and there is much information that I need to learn.

22 Responses to “I Followed a Path”

  1. RiikaInfinityy 마왕 says :

    It had always been within you waiting for you to discover it :) , Great words Dan, thank for joining us at Jingle Poetry^^ Have a great week ahead! Cheers!

  2. Jingle says :

    an outstanding poem,

    enjoyed every single word.
    cheers.

  3. booguloo says :

    Plus we can always look at the fruit the tree bears.

    • danroberson says :

      You’re absolutely correct. The fruit tells the story. Your poems were great. I appreciate your comments also.

      May the sun be on your face and the wind at your back as the Lord blesses you throughout the day. Carpe diem!

  4. luna15 says :

    this is such a wonderful story.
    its beautiful.

  5. liv2write2day says :

    I’m smiling. I love trees and just wrote a tree poem myself that I will post tomorrow afternoon for One Shot Wednesday. Trees invite meditation, don’t they. Nicely done, Dan.

    • danroberson says :

      Great minds think alike. Now I’m smiling knowing that you’re posting a tree poem also. Would you send me the link when you post? Thank you.

      May the sun be on your face and the wind at your back as the Lord blesses you throughout the day. Carpe diem!

  6. Life: Between the lines says :

    “I’ll be like
    the mighty oak if I learn to endure,

    The storms
    of life with a heart that’s pure” such talent and wisdom. great work :)

    • danroberson says :

      Thanks, lynnaima. I appreciate your comments.

      May the sun be on your face and the wind at your back as the Lord blesses you throughout the day. Carpe diem!

  7. lesliepaints says :

    I watch my neighbor’s large oak tree throughout the year. It is as you describe, here. I will remember your poem, now, when I stare and watch it change color and hang on to most of its leaves through winter to drop them only weeks before the new growth appears. Not bad that one fashions himself after an oak……

    • danroberson says :

      I like trees and oaks are special. Wooden heart, wooden head. Actually your description as the oak goes from season to season suits me well. Thank you.

      May the sun be on your face and the wind at your back as the Lord blesses you throughout the day. Carpe diem!

  8. mindlovemisery says :

    I love tree too beautiful poem, it has such a sense of strength and continual growth

    • danroberson says :

      When I look at a tree I can feel its strength and somehow become stroonger too.

      May the sun be on your face and the wind at your back as the Lord blesses you throughout the day. Carpe diem!

  9. thingy says :

    This is beautiful. I love the comparison. Now, I need to go hug someone and a tree, too.

    : )

  10. Jamie Dedes says :

    This is quite wonderful. There is something about trees. When I was seventeen I wrote this one. You can see I was rather idealistic back then.

    LORD, MAKE OF ME A TREE
    MAKE ME STRONG AND SUPPLE THAT I MAY STAND UNYIELDING
    WHEN RAINS BESEIGH LET ME BE SHELTER …. and so on, don’t remember it all … Same idea in a way as your lovely poem here.

    Thanks, Dna.

    • danroberson says :

      Trees strike a chord in everybody. There’s something that connects us to all living creatures and plants. Thanks for visiting.

      May the sun be on your face and the wind at your back as the Lord blesses you throughout the day. Carpe diem!

      • Jamie Dedes says :

        “Tis true … and may the sun be on your face and the wind at your back, dear Dan.

        See you again soon!

      • danroberson says :

        I have strayed from my path at times. I always go back because it’s headed in a direction I prefer to go. Thanks, Jamie, for your inspiration and directions also.

        May the sun be on your face and the wind at your back as the Lord blesses you throughout the day. Carpe diem!

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