The Solitary Tree by Geerhardus Vos

O tree behind the hogan,
Lonely, unmated tree!
The priest comes to visit the Indian,
Brings he no gospel for thee?

Thou shadest both thatch and adobe,
Faithful, unselfishly,
Thy crown exposed to the sunglare,
Is there no shadow for thee?

I know of a man who has promised
The creature shall once be free
Of its man-inflicted bondage,
And that is inclusive of thee.

by Geerhardus Vos