The Weeping Tree Poem

 

The Weeping Tree

 

She mourns over her waters that has been defiled by man’s idols,

She mourns over her mountains where man lighted their fires,

She mourns over her streets, where the blood of man streams like moving waters

She mourns at the skies that is plastered by man’s pollution,

She mourns at her inhabitants that grow weak from starvation from man made construction.

She’s broken and deserted as she weeps on the mountain top,

Desiring to be one with her inhabitants again.

Through her non stop tears, “Will this ever end?”

It will end with an end to the new beginning.

Of eternal life restored forever with our Creator!

He shall wipe away your tears and remove all your sorrows,

There’d be NO MORE curse! Look up for your redemption draw nigh!

Look up! Here comes Joy as every knee bow and every tongue confess that Jesus Christ is LORD forevermore!

 

Written by,

Tameika George.  

Bonus Piece: 

I see nature crying on behalf of mankind’s sins that has stricken her weak and turned her likeness from sun to night. She’s dark all around and continues to mourn in silence sometimes. She’s angry as her fist crashes against the mountains and her ice melt like wax in a fire furnace. The birth of new life emerges from the inside and soon will spring out like a river. It will run down over the hills and valleys and overflow upon the mountains. It will run down throughout the cities, villages, the islands and to every seen and unseen thing above and between. See, He is doing a new thing! Yes! I’m so excited for it’s offspring! Rejoice evermore and give thanks in advance! Your Father knows what He is doing so hang unto His everlasting promises. ✨

 

God Given

Written by,

Tameika George.

 

One day while looking out the window at my Father’s creations whilst I held a conversation with Him in my mind about them through His Word, He made me stopped and looked at a tree on top of the mountain. The thing I always saw that tree and you know just say it as the tree on top the mountain but that day He really wanted me to see surpass that. Through the eyes of the Spirit He showed me the face of a weeping woman formed out in the tree. I saw her facial structure, her nose, her eyes and her lips are slightly opened as a space between the branches formed the tear running down her face. I was like, “Wow, I’ve never seen that before! I’ve been watching at that sane tree for years and never saw that weeping face!” He revealed to me that the nation is mourning because of the sin in the land. Not only for the island but for the entire earth itself. The earth mourns. It’s alive and has feelings like we do. The earth also sings and rejoices in the presence of God. This is mentioned in several chapters of Isaiah, Psalms and throughout the book of the other prophets. When He showed and reminded me of this I was inspired immediately and that’s how the title was birthed, “The Weeping Tree.” The words of the God given piece didn’t came right away until a few weeks after. J  The part two of this which is categorized as “Mirco Poetry” came instantaneously after when I had concluded “The Weeping Tree” poem. All honor and glory to God forever! Thank you Jesus! 💛

 

 

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