I would like to share a poem by my friend, Julia McGuiness, who is poet in residence at Chester Cathedral. This poem can also be found on The Leaves of The Trees and on the sidebar you can click to find other poems by Julia. I have chosen this one because I feel it fits in with my Review of 2020 and also my posts about Joy and Hope.
The Leaves of the Trees
by Poet in Residence, Julia McGuinness
Trees weep, a fall of leaves
swirled by wind to lost heaps
of silence, of dry beauty.
Scattering unswept, vulnerable
to being trodden, trampled
under indifferent heels.
Bend, humble as a branch.
Lift to the light with tender hand
what weather and time have torn.
The scars leaves bear are cuts
that frame the sky with HOPE.
This holding is for the moment.
Shimmering silver turns to bronze;
leaves shift colour and currency.
Let it go. You too have changed.
The air you breathe is imprinted
with invisible shapes of hope;
love is a gift with holes.