This simple thing seemingly forgotten
So taken for granted and overlooked
Nature’s stunning beauty represented
In every root, branch, flower, and nook
Crooked and gnarled as it stretches
Reaching out for mysteries unseen
Rough and rugged beauty grasping
Seeking knowledge in where it’s been
It envies the bird for its lofty flight
As it is cursed to stand forever still
Baring witness to all that surrounds
Then left alone in darkened icy chill
It sees the owl and covets it’s wisdom
Hears the lark and wishes to also sing
Seeing not the stunning beauty grown
And the uniqueness only it can bring
It is present when the Gods are crying
At hand as fire lights the morning sky
Rooted deep in loamy earthen reality
Unknowingly strong, infinitely high
It’s blossoms open and scent the air
While the world around goes ever on
Sweet aroma from such sturdy timber
Such tender grace from twisted brawn
JMC813 
Great write. Enjoyed this very much.
Thanks Marcus. Happy you enjoyed it.
Sir Lion-heart how could one not enjoy your words. Always wonderful. Howls my friend.
Beautiful!
Thank you so much. If you enjoy my words half as much as I do yours, we both come out a winner.
Aww, thank you!
Oh, I love this. Beautiful. 🙂
Thank you so much. Glad you liked this.
This could have been written about a couple of my favorite men:
“It is present when the Gods are crying
At hand as fire lights the morning sky
Rooted deep in loamy earthen reality
Unknowingly strong, infinitely high
It’s blossoms open and scent the air
While the world around goes ever on
Sweet aroma from such sturdy timber
Such tender grace from twisted brawn”
You being one of them!!! Magnificent write, my friend!!!
Thank you D. I am so glad I have you as one of my most influential inspirations. Can’t wait to write with you again.
LOVE this one! ❤
Thanks Jewels. Happy to see you enjoyed it.
Easy to see the beauty in others and miss our own. Beautiful piece friend.
Thanks E. Grass is always greener yeah? Truthfully not so much, but envy is a pretty powerful distraction from our own self worth. Glad you liked this.
You know, I once heard a definition of envy— three part:
1. I like what you have
2. I want what you have
3. I don’t want you to have what you have… Creepy huh?
That is creepy, but it pretty much says it all. Envy is a seemingly simple, yet very complex emotion. If it is an emotion at all.
“It envies the bird for its lofty flight
As it is cursed to stand forever still”
I love your brain and the way you make me use mine.
Thanks CBXB. I am really appreciative of the fact that you enjoy my writing. It is friends like you that keep me inspired.
I don’t only enjoy your writing – I LOVE your writing!
Really alovely poem.
Thank you. It is truly humbling to be complimented by a poet I admire so.
Reblogged this on booknvolume and commented:
OH I Love this…such a Beautiful tribute to such a Beautiful soul 🙂
Many thanks Morgan. I am so flattered by the reblog. It is the ultimate compliment to be deemed worthy to share a tiny space on your site.
Oh my goodness…that is SO KIND of you! But I simply love this piece and couldn’t NOT share it 🙂
Thanks again
So cool
Thank you
Absolutely stunning poem and photo.
Thank you so very much.
Reblogged this on Vagrant Poetry.
thank you
Most welcome John 🙂