POEMS OF LIFE,
NATURE, LOVE, AND FAITH
Unlike a tree, our hope is not to sprout again, upon the earth but in the holy prefecture of our Maker, for everything is not right with our world. There are wars in Syria and Afghanistan, and it seems that Israel and Palestine will never achieve lasting peace. Hunger abounds in places like Niger and there is the horrific genocide in Sudan. Road rage, poverty and reprehensible gang culture thrive on the home front.
Solutions don’t appear to be near, but we must remain hopeful because hope stands all.
For a tree there is hope,
if it be cut down, that it will sprout again
and that its tender shoots will not cease.
Even though its root grow old in the earth,
and its stump dies in the dust,
yet at the first whiff of water it may flourish again
and put forth branches like a young plant.
|Publisher:||Leonine Publishers LLC|
|Product dimensions:||5.50(w) x 8.50(h) x 0.44(d)|
About the Author
Today Covington lives in southern California and is a member of the Inland Empire California Writers Club. He worked for the federal government for 32 years and has been married to Cynthia for 59 years. They have two grown children and enjoy family life and all that goes with it.
Covington has written quite a bit of poetry in recent years, and is working on his life's story. He owes it to his dear mother who named him after Robert Louis Stevenson, Scottish novelist, essayist, and poet.
Visit Robert Louis Covington's website at www.rlcov.com