A Single Tree

A Single Tree Steve L. Siegel August, 2015 -:- Up on the upper Hoh River there is a trail Only two and haft miles long, at end of trail is a tree Were it has turned into a cross all by Gods own hands People have been coming up there for years to see. -:- There is no pastor up here Only a log beam made into a bench Where people come pray or meditate Some getting closer to God within the tree’s reach. Myself it was time for self-reflections I knew that for me it was time to grow Where I learned that a little rain must fall Some-times for Jesus, so that I can learn to be the show. -:- I sure don’t know why this tree grew this way By the laws nature it should not have Nothing has ever hurt this tree No fire or lighting has ever have. -:- I do truly believe that this tree Has seen more people turn their lives around Then any church or pastor on any Sunday Maybe, that’s why God put this tree in this piece of ground. -:- Author’s Notes This tree is for real it is a big spruce somehow instead going straight up It has two branches that forms a cross. It at Olympic Nat, Park, Hol campgrounds