STANDING
While everything
was silent and still
And I had
surrendered
Because I was weak
One lone tree
stood in salute
Watching
Not guarding
There were no
guards left
We were defeated
We knew it
And He knew it
But still the tree
stood in salute
I thought it would
be cut down
For insolence
For arrogance
For defiance
But He seemed not
to notice
It was a ruse
He knew
But He hoped we
did not
So there it stood
In loyalty
In duty
In secret
knowledge
It was just enough
Just barely
But then I stood,
too
If I stayed down
It would be my own
choice
If I stood
That, too, would
be my own choice
If I were cut down
That would not
change my choice
And He knew it.
