The Old Gnarled Tree
THE OLD GNARLED TREE
By Thurman W. Adams
©2002. Thurman W. Adams
By John Dickenson's Mansion
on the St. Jones River so old,
is a giant gnarled tree,
so stately and bold.
The leaves on the limbs form a gentle green sea,
and makes a gnarled old tree a thing of beauty to me.
At the Plantation, I stand musing deep in thought,
wondering what the tree's vision for centuries has caught.
Times of gladness, sadness, and still more to come,
all of the things history has brought forth to some.
Would I want to see the things the tree had seen God wrought?
No! I think not, for the tree will see battles still to be fought.
Because I, like all mankind, will falter and die,
but that old gnarled tree will continue to reach towards God's sky.
And that is what makes the old gnarled tree,
so very, very special to you and to me.
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