Sunday, May 4, 2014

Awaiting at a Wood Table

The wood table holds the divine signature of the tree
Shades of russet brown in markings of age before me
The quiet beauty of time and strength in grace to greet
Lines, waves of grain, where branch and bough did meet
I behold the majesty abiding in its humility and glory
The towering tree, a table with its calling calling story.

Rose Marie Raccioppi
Poet Laureate
Orangetown, New York

This inspired by my awaiting the arrival of Veterans at The Union Arts Center, Sparkill, New York,  in response to an APOGEE Acu-Tone™ offering... gifts of CREATION ever in exchange 

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