A Precious Gift

Standing firm, tall, majestic
enticing me with thy delight;
Of getting to know the mystery
behind your splendor and grace,
Beckoning me with a soft whisper
you hold the truth from ages passed.
As the substance of life flows
within your veins,
You give of yourself precious
pleasures of life;
You give comfort through,
turmoils and storms
Wrapping me in your everlasting warmth
setting my heart afire.
Sheltering me from the elements of life.
Within your unyielding roots, you endure all,
seducing me with your beauty,
While filling me with peace,
But most of all you open the door
for me to keep on dreaming
While you stand firm, tall, majestic.

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Victoria: Great images and a killer, surprise ending. However, the rhyme is predictable so takes away from the poem. Martin