Hearts of Oak
written by: Tony Ashenden
Close by this ancient bole of oak
arms outstretched; my fingers spread
I feel the riven bark respond
breathe on me; age-old pictures
records of men, animals, birds.
In a nano-nick-of-time memories
are made aware from deep within
its wooden seasoned rings of age.
Snake-like knowledge revealed to me
soaring upward through my soul gate.
The purpose of moments witnessed;
the tying of Gordian knots.
Whirlpooling fast moving events
elemental cycles of change;
calendar of birth and rebirth.
From the root of Yggdrasil
sensing you I am timeless too,
BodyMind has ceased to age.
This tree is unifying me
ring on ring for eternity.
In addition to my professional life in the Navy and computer industry, and as a complementary therapist, and founding a charity for psychic & spiritual development, I am a writer of several books and a poet. Little of my poetry has been published. The unification of body, soul, and spirit, guide my writings in whatever form they take, and I am dedicated to the harmonious development of Man. ”Life is real only then when I am.” Please visit my blog Mine Quick Voice of Aquarius to see some of my work.
Latest posts by Tony Ashenden (see all)
- Hearts of Oak - September 9, 2026
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