Poem of the Week

	Steady wind in the trees
late summers' first stars
light, wind-blown
in rivers flowing
down to us,
the surface-bound.


	The hearts of trees
go deep into this Earth,
and we too 
who are yet in motion
have roots
which reach up into our hearts,
we who are not lost
who are but wandering.


	Steady wind tonight,
stars light in rivers.


Rob Seward
August 1981



















Poetry Daily







This page has been accessed


times.

This page was last updated on June 17, 2003