Poetry Visualized - THAT TREE

THAT TREE - Poem 12

That tree rose upward in a simple way towards the cloudless sky, and everything around it seemed to be listening the gentle rustling of the air that swayed its thick leaves of different greens. Its calm solitude mitigated the prevailing heat that became subdued int its surroundings, and its cool and protective shade seemed to want to become bigger to give its shelter to a larger number of birds. The passing of time have stopped in that corner, and the stillness that only interrupted a few thimid flapping wings made it look like a print dyed jade green. The silence turned into a dense and pleasant sound, and everything that lived there let themselves be looked at without rebelling, sweet surrender of one who has no fear because pain still has not yet been felt. I did not dare come any closer because I was afraid of shattering the peace fulness, and it was enough to feel all the fragrance that came from the heat and shade parfume that nobody could ever copy.