The Treetop



In this allegory, the first treetop symbolizes our condition of hopelessness
and despair before we are born again, and our desperate need for Christ.
The second part of the poem refers to the "new" treetop, symbolizing the
new birth, our citizenship in heaven, and the power of the one true God.


The Treetop
~ Angela Garcia-Salas

From the shadowed branch of the treetop peer the tiny eyes of a wren
So focused on yesterday…what he’s done and where he’s been

He hides out in the treetop, though the shadows make him cold
He longs to see the sunshine and its beauty to behold

He's comfortable in the treetop, and he thinks he's far from harm
He succumbs to an illusion of safety, lulled by deceptive charm

The willow weeps in the treetop as he’s swayed in every way
Too paralyzed in doubt and fear to hope, to love, to pray

So confined in the lonely treetop, his muffled cries aren’t heard
The briars of silence and thorns of confusion entangle every word

A storm shakes the lofty treetop, and surely this mighty tree will fall
Uprooting his alleged sufficiency that once stood strong and tall

Limbs sway in the treetop and when it seems they’ll surely break
Beneath the weight of a heavy heart and a soul that hungers and aches

He cries out from the treetop to the almighty God in time of need
He confesses Jesus Christ is Lord and Romans 10 v.9-10 he believes!

The sun brakes through the treetop with a glimpse of a bright new day
A new light is shed forth in his heart lighting the path along his way

The dew drops on the treetop glisten with dawn’s first light
No longer hid in darkness but hid in Christ, the future's bright

Now he rests in the new treetop, basking in the glow resonating within
Former things have passed away, for he's now born again

He nests in the everlasting treetop and sings his happy melody
A song of peace, a song of comfort, a song for you and me

And from this magnificent treetop which no storm can ever uproot
His soul is anchored in hope, as the mighty branches spring forth fruit

The wind whispers in the treetop as leaves tumble gently in the air
This bird soars to amazing heights, for He’s kept in God’s tender care

The raindrops in the treetop spill softly around him to the ground
Melting away his worries so the peace of God abounds

The wren once perched on the treetop is no longer to be found
 An eagle has emerged and triumphant cries of joy resound.

The grandeur of the earthly treetop will never again suffice
For he is seated at God’s right hand, resting forever in Christ.

22 That ye put off concerning the former
conversation [behavior]

the old man {wren},
which is corrupt according to the deceitful lusts
23 And be renewed in the spirit of your mind
24 And that ye put on the new man {eagle},
which after God
is created in righteousness and true holiness



If ye then be risen with Christ
seek those things which are above
where Christ sitteth on the right hand of God.
2 Set your affection on things above
not on things on the earth.
3 For ye are dead and your life
is hid with Christ in God.
4 When Christ, who is our life,
shall appear, 
then shall
ye also appear with him in glory.

And that brings…


As a side note, I think wrens are sweet little birds and such a blessing from God!


Photo Credits
All photos taken by Angela Garcia-Salas
The Wren Looking Up; The Wren Looking Down; Sunset on Blind River; Mossy Trees Louisiana. 
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