Art and Poetry by Sheila Benedis

Hope 2, Collage

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Weeping Beech Tree

weeping beech tree

I come upon your closed side

like a wall of leaves

 

it seems

to exclude the world

people who are

 

bitter

cynical

divisive

 

but then I see your other side

I watch the sunlight

filter through your leafy canopy

 

oh you

you that is open to the world

you that tries to be inclusive

 

you that lets in the light

protects people

you that cries out

 

safety

dignity

justice

 

you speak                             

peace and unity for all

for all American people