Messiah

Deep inspiration from a lone retreat into nature..

From another place,
one seed
fell here,
on the edge of this hill.
This now-tall spreading
knew no surrender...

No other measured
this steely purpose,
this was no war of proof
...but your sure
becoming,
in isolation
from their gusty winds.

And now you bend with the gale which blows
and your needle shower  
scourges the bare blasted Scottish rock
and solitary pine,
you know the strange happiness
of your desolate home...

and I know that
I shall come again.