Ebony of the Sea Trees

There is a melancholy place

on this lovely land,

where Ebony

cries, and

it's no man's land.

Sometimes, and

only some and not to alarm,

Ebony is known

to wail from

the trees by

the sea.

Some can hear her,

some cannot, it

depends on the

ear itself - to

listen at first may

sadden, at first.

It may tempt a soul

to run away - not listen,

but the art is to

listen and gain

wisdom, as

she mourns

for the loss

of those who cannot.

From her wild place

she sends the souls

of lost sailors, abandoned women,

and all, those forgotten

by others,

by her chants and moans

to the world they

long to be.

Ebony of

the Cypress Trees.

copyright Monika Roleff 2005.