All my broken winged
butterfly thoughts
groaned-
at the foot of the saintly tree.
Its leaves stirred-
Its balmy boughs spelled
a miracle
till each single
nymphalid or ringlet
could soar high-
I saw the saint smile
having read my prayer
to moor forever there.
May I always be
where all my saints live
in the land of trees.
Posted for Susan’s Midweek Motif ~ Saints @ Poets United
sumanar/lekha 
broken winged butterfly thoughts… indeed they need mooring.. a lovely train of thought Sumana.
May it be so! May those who are able to see the saintly, live within its glow. May those who haven’t yet seen yet, say this prayer too. Beautiful poem.
prayer and wings, lots of hope to feed a world in today’s despair
happy All Saints Day
much love…
i like the angle you’ve chosen to write about saints Sumana. This really is calming and soothing. Happy All Saints!
I love these sainted trees and your saintly poem!
Each and very tree is a saint and they sacrifice their every part for the betterment of us.What a nice perspective you have put for the saints.
I hope your wish comes true.
Saintly trees … what a lovely thought. Such a serene poem!
I went on a beautiful trip this weekend to the mountains and we took a train up through them which was a treat. An old locomotive moving slow enough that we could truly enjoy them. There were places there where there once was moss that was as deep as 5 feet. It is hard to imagine. But being surrounded by those trees I found much peace. Just to breathe a free as they, it was refreshing.
Oh yes, if we live among trees we know saints firsthand!
Yes, I like the land of the trees.
Beautiful
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Oh this is so beautiful, Sumana! Gorgeous.
Lovely writing and thoughts here Sumana. Trees do represent a soulful strength don’t they…
Really like the sainted trees, wonderful description,
Elizabeth
https://soulsmusic.wordpress.com/2017/11/02/stray-thought-2/
Sumana,
Such a beautiful prayerful and reflective poem. Nature knows those saintly ways:)
God is everyhere, Sumana, and surely nature is full of God’s saints. What a peaceful, serene and yet powerful read!