When I Seek

When I Seek


When I Seek your wisdom,
your quiet strength, you listen
without a word,   
yet the sight of you
soothes my soul.

When I seek an embrace
from your crooked and tangled arms,
you hug me.  And although I cannot feel
your touch upon my skin,
I know your love.

When I seek safety and solace,
you hold me up in your net of branches
without fear of falling,
yet my feet remain firm
upon this Earth.

It's midnight
and I seek you once more. 
Your branches
against the foggy midnight landscape
once appeared frightening and foreboding.
 
That was before you touched my soul. 
Now, I can no longer deny
the spirit within you.

SWPoet

Original Version below


Seeking

I seek your open arms,
your quiet strength.
You listen without a word,
yet the sight of you soothes my soul.

I seek an embrace from your
crooked and tangled arms
and you hug me, though I cannot
feel your embrace upon my skin.

You hold me up in your net of branches
and I fear no more, the fall.
Never again will I doubt God’s presence
in a bare and majestic Oak tree.