Shaft of beauty towering heavenly high

Dropping fragrances on passers by,

Swaying in the Autumn breeze

The tall majestic Pine trees.

 

Shedding it's cones to the ground

Swaddled in needles all around

Fragrant and green in the snow

Ancient trees how tall they grow.

 

Cooling dark green pines orth

Evergreen needles reaching forth

Like a sentry standing saluting the sky

Raising up through the clouds so high.

 

Summer, winter under boughs spread

Snows of centuries have crowned your head

The fragrance of virtue of the pine

Rises to the heavens so sublime.

 

©Hazel 2011