Women and Trees

By Karen Muhammad

This book is a compilation of poems that not only reflect the authors deepest expressions and experiences of her life but it is hoped that it touches and relates to the core experiences in the lives of all women. It is an attempt to express our relevance, not only as women but our place in the bigger picture of the Universal scheme of things.

Thus, the title Women and Trees is most appropriate because without them life could not be possible nor sustained. The attributes of one mirrors the essence of the other.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Xlibris US
• Release date: Oct 23, 2003
• ISBN: 9781465320735

Karen Muhammad

Karen Muhammad was born in Cleveland, Ohio and currently resides there with her family. She is employed full-time as a neurodiagnostic technologist at University Hospitals of Cleveland and writes poetry in her spare time. She is a strong advocate of the written arts and encourages expression of the soul through poetry. The pen is the bridge that connects the soul to the outside world Karen Muhammad

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WOMEN

AND TREES

We are one and the same

rooted in what’s real … Mother Earth.

And as the River of Life flows

over our roots depositing … experiences,

we derive sustenance from the River,

causing us to be strengthened even more.

Women and Trees are a community, providing

protection and comfort for all who seek

shelter. We are the homes for The Creator’s

creatures, both great and small. We bear fruit

and create atmosphere.

Forever growing up towards The Source of

All that is … our branches reaching out as if in

constant prayer, catching all Light from The Sun,

giving all praises due to The Beneficent.

Storms we weather … sometimes the scars run

deep, but firmly rooted in the Earth we stand.

The Winds, though they may bend us …

somehow we stand, seeking the Light.

We must be protected by the Garden’s keepers,

to harm us is to destroy yourself. For your life,

breath and strength can be found in us

and through us.

There can be no World without

Women and Trees

THROUGH

MORNING’S MIST

Like spirits ascending in the Ether world

rises the early morning’s mist.

While gazing upon the mist, past and future

can be seen, reminding one of a crystal