Three poplars rising to the sky
reaching upward impossibly high
towering over this earth and me
they tell a tale of eternity.
Like Jacob’s ladders side by side
these poplars joining earth to sky
or if they’re seen the other way ‘round
like heavenly arms reaching to the ground.
Their crenelated tops swaying in the breeze
sunlight dances upon their leaves
each leaf an angel, each branch a rung
ascending, descending angels in the sun.
Swelling, contracting their branches are spun
inhaling, exhaling like an enormous lung
their breathing speaks of hidden lives
beneath, behind this veiled world of mine.
Beneath the earth their roots entwined
all three sharing one life we find
appearing as distinct entities
these poplars instead, are just one tree.
A symbol of the Trinity
God made for us this poplar tree
the form and symbol very clear
yet subtler made in sun and air.
Around and through these trees the rays
of sun and wind about them plays
the Son, the Spirit and the Father
on full display through states of matter.
~FS
Prayerful Life 