What’s in a tree

I’ll shade him from the heat till he can bear,
To lean in joy upon our father’s knee.
And then I’ll stand and stroke his silver hair,
And be like him and he will then love me.

William Blake

Trees that, like the poplar, hit upward all their boughs, give no shade and no shelter, whatever their height. Trees the most lovingly shelter and shade us, when, like the willow, the higher soar their summits, the lowlier droop their boughs.
Edward Lytton

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(the shaded canopied walk toward the fountain at Forsyth Park / Savannah, GA / Julie Cook / 2014)

It beckons in a silent way,
Proudly open and inviting.
No designation for rich nor poor,
For all are welcome here.

Come rain or shine as shelter’s sought
Underneath a canopy still
For creatures both great and small
A respite is now calling

Sweeping wide its open arms
Both young and old accepted
“Come up, come under” it whispers sweet,
Our time is just now started

Then the Lord will create over all of Mount Zion and over those who assemble there a cloud of smoke by day and a glow of flaming fire by night; over everything the glory will be a canopy. It will be a shelter and shade from the heat of the day, and a refuge and hiding place from the storm and rain.
Isaiah 4:5-6

Indeed, he who watches over Israel
will neither slumber nor sleep.
The Lord watches over you—
the Lord is your shade at your right hand;
the sun will not harm you by day,
nor the moon by night.

Psalm 121:4-6

7 comments on “What’s in a tree

  1. A tree by any other name is still a tree? Is that the answer you were looking for? Okay, okay, so it’s a lame response, but I just couldn’t help myself. Dang that old Shakespeare guy stays with you after teaching for so many years, Hee hee.
    Love and hugs, N 🙂 ❤

    • I thought that was a rose— 🙂
      I really never knew what I was going for–one of those free flowing thoughts—It wasn’t what I really wanted–maybe it should have been a rose HA

      • It was a rose. I was just being an old silly sally. When I read your title that’s what popped into my head. I think I’m still out of it somewhat from the jet lag and fatigue. Not to worry though. I’ll be by old self soon. Whatever that is! Hee hee 🙂

      • you just keep on being a silly—i got on my soapbox for tomorrow’s post–I need to just stick to finding sweet little flowers and animals 🙂

      • Oh, I love it when you are on your soap box. It’s a wonderment to behold and always FULL of truth and wisdom! Night, night, missy. This old worn out gal is off to beddy bye. Love you, N 🙂 ❤
        PS. I've got a sussy for you that I'll to get in the mail soon.

  2. Nicodemas says:

    So wonderful and encouraging.

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