Forgive and forget
That you do not forget things your eyes have seen
Deuteronomy 4: 9
A baby thorn tree
stood near the path,
where the team of oxen
with the heavy load’s pass.
And sometimes come along
loaded ox wagon’s
with its heavy wheels
and drive across the tree.
“You with your thorny bush,
scratched me the other day;
and therefore, I, with huge wheels,
flattened your tree crest. “
The ox wagon disappears again
behind a hilltop,
and slowly the tree bends
raised his trunk again.
The beauty of the tree
was wounded;
she was torn;
in one place the bark
torn almost halfway through.
But still, that baby tree
raised its growing trunk again
soothed by droplets over his wounds
the ointment of own glue.
Over the years
The wounds cleared away -
but one place remains a sign
A twisted tree trunk.
The wounds are healthy again
when years come and go,
the mark gets bigger
developing all the time.
