Sunday, January 25, 2009

Stake Conference

The Oak Tree

by Johnny Ray Ryder Jr

A mighty wind blew night and day
It stole the oak tree's leaves away
Then snapped its boughs and pulled its bark
Until the oak was tired and stark

But still the oak tree held its ground
While other trees fell all around
The weary wind gave up and spoke.
How can you still be standing Oak?

The oak tree said, I know that you
Can break each branch of mine in two
Carry every leaf away
Shake my limbs, and make me sway

But I have roots stretched in the earth
Growing stronger since my birth
You'll never touch them, for you see
They are the deepest part of me

Until today, I wasn't sure
Of just how much I could endure
But now I've found, with thanks to you
I'm stronger than I ever knew

The mission Pres. for the Long Beach Mission shared this poem in the adult meeting for Stake Conference. I was so moved that I tried to find it online. After several attempts, here it is.
I love to draw and as he read this poem I imagined a drawing of a tree, leaves scattered around it, with fallen branches and fallen trees in the background. Just a few sticks remain as branches, roots can be seen not quite above the ground and a network of roots reaching deep. The wind swirling around with high dark clouds.

1 comment:

  1. I love the poem as well. It reminded me of a Carol Lyn Pearson poem about short roots.


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