“And it's been proved that soldiers don't go mad Unless they lose control of ugly thoughts That drive them out to jabber among the trees.” WarLosesTreeMadnessMadSoldierUgly Book:War Poems of Siegfried Sassoon Source: War Poems of Siegfried Sassoon
“Who's this—alone with stone and sky? It's only my old dog and I— It's only him; it's only me; Alone with stone and grass and tree. What share we most—we two together? Smells, and awareness of the weather. What is it makes us more than dust? My trust in him; in me his trust.” TwoTogetherTreeSkyShareAwarenessDogStonesSmellWeatherDustGrassMe AloneOld Dog Book:Sequences Source: Sequences
“December stillness, teach me through your trees That loom along the west, one with the land, The veiled evangel of your mysteries. While nightfall, sad and spacious, on the down Deepens, and dusk embues me where I stand, With grave diminishings of green and brown, Speak, roofless Nature, your instinctive words; And let me learn your secret from the sky, Following a flock of steadfast-journeying birds In lone remote migration beating by. December stillness, crossed by twilight roads, Teach me to travel far and bear my loads.” SpeakSecretTeachMysteryTreeSkyLandBearsBirdLet MeGreenWestFollowingGravesBrownStillnessTwilightLoadDecemberFlocksMigrationDuskLoneSteadfastNightfall Book:Collected Poems Source: Collected Poems
“How innocent were these Trees, that in Mist-green May, blown by a prospering breeze, Stood garlanded and gay; Who now in sundown glow Of serious colour clad confront me with their show As though resigned and sad, Trees, who unwhispering stand umber, bronze, gold; Pavilioning the land for one grown tired and old; Elm, chestnut, aspen and pine, I am merged in you, Who tell once more in tones of time, Your foliaged farewell.” MayShowsFallTreeLandSeriousGayGoldGreenTiredInnocentToneColourFarewellBreezeMistResignedBronzeChestnutsProsperingAspens Book:Sequences Source: Sequences
“Let my soul, a shining tree, Silver branches lift towards thee, Where on a hallowed winter's night The clear-eyed angels may alight.” MaySoulNightClearTreeAngelShiningWinterMy SoulTheeLiftsBranchesSilver Book:Collected Poems Source: Collected Poems
