The Tree On The Hill

The tree on the hill,
It’s waiting there still,
Where we kissed
‘neath the moon
In the spring.

The tree on the hill,
With the leaves looking ill,
Still remains
Like the pain
Felt within.

The tree on the hill,
Dark shadows fulfilled,
Will forever
Be painted
As sin.

The tree on the hill,
That tortures me still,
Digs deep
Beneath soul
And the skin.

The tree on the hill,
With enough strength and will,
Could be cut
And the healing
Begin.

But…

The tree on the hill,
Where it stands strong and still,
Will endure
Like the pain
Felt within.

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10 Responses to The Tree On The Hill

  1. Love the imagery in this. A powerful depiction though so sad.

  2. fibee5 says:

    Does sound like it would be healthier to cut that tree down. but then maybe..
    The tree on the hill
    Will bend to your will
    And you’ll find
    You can learn from that ‘sin’

    hope you don’t mind, it just occurred to me and so i felt i should share it with you.

  3. john says:

    Simon, lovely, truly lovely. I love the melodic flow…

  4. Jules Lucton says:

    Love this so much! Must share if you don’t mind xxx

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