mighty mighty Oak towering tall
rooted and holding to the nurturing earth
branch and bough take to nature's charm
heard are the winsome winds
the rustle and whisper of autumn leaves
sweet melody of season's grace
the silent quiver of the darkened sky
vespers sing the night
vespers sing the night
mighty mighty Oak towering tall.
Rose Marie Raccioppi
Poet Laureate
Orangetown, New York
Vespers, Image, ©Rose Marie Raccioppi, 2011.
Blessed be the commune with this Oak of many many shared moons. It stands outside my window keeping watch over each changing season. I can feel its dance and listen joyfully to its lilting melodies.
It is the felt life force of the Oak that is represented in this image, resounding with life, endurance and bounty... waves of vibratory energy reaching out to embrace us with the wisdom of the seasons.
The Oak stands as a metaphor and symbol of strength, perseverance, endurance... a wood that graces our homes, a spirit that touches our hearts, a knowing that speaks to our souls... Sacred indeed. Throughout my home there is solid oak flooring with a natural oil finish - with each step I express my gratitude for the Oak's humble submission, as it lies before me and underfoot. A dance be ever shared...
It is the felt life force of the Oak that is represented in this image, resounding with life, endurance and bounty... waves of vibratory energy reaching out to embrace us with the wisdom of the seasons.
The Oak stands as a metaphor and symbol of strength, perseverance, endurance... a wood that graces our homes, a spirit that touches our hearts, a knowing that speaks to our souls... Sacred indeed. Throughout my home there is solid oak flooring with a natural oil finish - with each step I express my gratitude for the Oak's humble submission, as it lies before me and underfoot. A dance be ever shared...
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