The Interdependent Web: A Poem
Ponderings of the Spiritual Life Director
Back in September, when we created our UUCL “Book of Life”, I asked everyone to submit a poem that spoke of their heart. This is the poem that Arland submitted, and I can’t think of a more appropriate one to offer you for this week’s ponderings as we continue to contemplate the interdependent web of all existence:
by Joyce Kilmer
I think that I shall never see
A poem lovely as a tree.
A tree whose hungry mouth is prest
Against the earth’s sweet flowing breast;
A tree that looks at God all day,
And lifts her leafy arms to pray;
A tree that may in Summer wear
A nest of robins in her hair;
Upon whose bosom snow has lain;
Who intimately lives with rain.
Poems are made by fools like me,
But only God can make a tree.