Majestic

Roots shoot to the river,

Branches ransomed to the sea,

Healing so appealing,

Under its canopy

Whispers lingering,

Like a favorite hymn,

Endearing.

Boughs

Breaking calamities,

For a moment, till

The next time comes

Foraged souls come,

Seeking relief

As one sits still

Under the canopy

Its Maker

Begins to appear

Presenting arms

To the One

The Author of Life

The Anchor of Faith

His character steadfast

Grace given upon grace