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The Oak
Donald P. Goodman III

%  Ad majorem Dei gloriam!  This poem was composed on 10
%  December 2002, the feast of Saint Melchiadis, Pope and
%  Confessor, and is in honor of him, who defended the
%  tradition entrusted to him.  9:42 ante meridiem.

\title{The Oak:  A Song of Tradition}

When young it covers nothing, shades itself
and nothing else; it's small and has not grown;
it cannot yet protect what is not there;
it cannot shade the oaks that it has sown.

But centuries pass by, and it grows high;
it now protects what lives beneath its limbs;
it spreads its branches out and shades the land,
protecting it from nature's deadly whims.

And as the cent'ries pass, it grows so great
that it can sow itself, and all its seed
grows up beside it, showing forth the leaves
and colors of its father, true in deed.

But only over centuries can rings
surround and build that oak to mighty height
and breadth; and only centuries can yield
more oaks to mimic their great father's might.

For time not only heals all wounds; no, time
matures and strengthens as the ages pass;
as we grow old and weary, that great oak
will merely greater breadth and shade amass.

And youth is fickle, falling at each wind;
young saplings bend, and all too often break;
with age comes strength and shelter from the storm;
deep roots alone strong trunk and branches make.

So cherish that which ages took to make;
to build its equal ages more will take.