The Orange Tree…

i thought she would not get in my memory
but there She is…. the remembering of my Orange Tree

when i was green and free ~ inside ~
and i used to sit down below her sinous feet

all that is fresh and good came out from my Orange Tree
the smell , the open form, the way how She moves up on the hill
almost playing with me… helped by the wind to give more grace
and my enchanted eyes to applaud

~such purity~

you can watch when you are ready
a pause inside and the most beautiful show ~could start~
one branch, sometimes touch your face
a glitter, thousands of sparkles
a caress if you dare to feel it
all scents in the world involves
you flooding you
if you dare ~to plunge~

~such rebirth~

All this comes from my Orange Tree…
green , tall and whatever you expect
and all changes ~ for you and around you~

the mysterious scent the magnificent ballet
a feast to any soul… if you want and stop there to feel
to fill you of faith …on men…on humanity ….on your own  God

It is just a tree….but you just right now….have yours
inside your living roommy orange tree

To me it is just my memory of one special
Orange Tree….

14 thoughts on “The Orange Tree…

  1. Wonderous Mirna! As a Taoist, I know “just a tree,” being part of the oneness of nature, the essence of all, is the source of a of peace, beauty and love!-Misha Allport-Fortaleza, Brasil

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