LUKE 8:8

“… because in times like these to have you listen, it’s necessary to talk about trees.” – Adrienne Rich

Some have ears to see your speaking trees,                                                                                       Chosen ones who feel a deeper power,                                                                                         The few with ears to see the poetry.

The village god says, “Speak to those asleep,”                                                                       Broadcast a pleasant picture, paint flowers;                                                                                 For they have ears to see you’re speaking trees.                

Listeners find truth in evergreens                                                                                                 And know why in winter lilies cover.                                                                                           They are few with ears to see the poetry.

To some, storms are just weather surging seats;                                                                         To them seeds thrown may simply yield a bower.                                                                  They have ears to see you’re speaking trees.

We are the few who become changing leaves,                                                                             Who through storms have longed to know The Bower.                                                           The ones with ears to see The Poetry.

He gave the deaf and blind pure artistry.                                                                                   The rest know better than to stay purblind.                                                                               Some have ears to see you’re speaking trees,                                                                              But few have ears to see the poetry.

– KRISTY JOHNSON