The tree that should have been.
\nThere is an emptiness
\nwhere it doesn\u2019t grow.
\nA seed, with some sun and rain
\nmight grow there, unattended.
\nYes, I will do that.
\nNudge a seed there
\nand promise to return.
\nBut there will be an emptiness
\nwhen I do,
\nand someone might say,
\nthere should be a poet here
\nfor this tree.
\nSo beautiful where it is,
\nstanding by itself,
\ndawn and dusk on every side.
\nStraight as a candle.
\nA flame in autumn.
\nScarlet as the sun setting.
\nScarlet as the sunrise.
\nThat will be enough for me,
\nanother poem for earth.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
The tree that should have been. There is an emptiness where it doesn\u2019t grow. A seed, with some sun and rain might grow there, unattended.…<\/p>\n