Refuge Of Trees

Protecting from the sun and heat  

trees spread arms  

high and wide over me  

and sing  

softly, gently, whispering  –

I can sleep in peace.

On the prairie  

Precious trees,  

a grove a treasure  

along a creek  

miraculously fed  

by flowing spring.

One can forget here  

unpleasant elsewhere  

and dream:  

someday  

there will be Peace – 

I will be free.

 

-Duane L. Herrmann

 

Duane L. Herrmann, internationally published, award-winning poet and historian, has held a variety of teaching and other positions, now retired. His history and poetry have won awards and are translated into several languages. Collections of poetry are: Prairies of Possibilities, Ichnographical: 173, and Praise the King of Glory.

 

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