June 24,
Nov 30, When great trees fall in forests, small things recoil into silence, their senses eroded beyond fear. When great souls die, the air around us becomes light, rare, sterile. We breathe, briefly. Our eyes, briefly, see with a hurtful clarity. Our memory, suddenly sharpened, examines, gnaws on kind words unsaid, promised walks never taken. Great souls die and our reality, bound to them, takes Estimated Reading Time: 1 min.
Jun 24, When great trees fall, rocks on distant hills shudder, lions hunker down in tall grasses, and even elephants lumber after safety.
When great trees fall in forests, small things recoil into silence, their senses eroded beyond fear. When great souls die, the air around us becomes light, rare, sterile. We breathe, briefly. Our eyes, briefly, see with a hurtful clarity.
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Jul 24, A great tree has fallen Thunderously it has fallen Silence has fallen upon the land The elements are in mourn The birds are in the sky but sorrow It seems has taken their voices The trees stir in their rooted places Sorrow shakes them A great tree has fallen The tree that gave life. Jun 05, A fallen tree that cannot be re-planted.
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For the caring father has gone. To abide in his permanent habitat gone to his home. The well deserved rest. Something goeth wrong my people. Something elegiac goes beyond shedding of tears. Though unarguably, no one.
A Great Tree Has Fallen Charles E. Allen, Jr. But I can only imagine that she liked him well, and would approve of the poem I’ve attached at the bottom of this post. For years, as a child, my memories of Charlie Allen revolved around long, rectangular envelopes at Christmas, the kind with presidential faces peeking through, usually tucked.