Parable of a bear

Lake Delton, Wis. Photo: Gerald Farinas.

A poem by Gerald Farinas

 

Ventured the little bear lost in the forest

He came upon a clearing where

With sun, seedlings effloresced

 

Alone was he, afraid of the vastness wild

Found himself, away from the forest dark he reviled

 

Here he finds a rest from scare

The howls, the fouls, the animal growls

All that this small cub could no longer bear

 

Catching his breath he looked upon the ground

He sniffed, he pawed, at an acorn he found

 

He placed the acorn near his foot and stared

His distress, his unease, from all that, he was spared

 

“I mustn’t lose it, this acorn is mine,

As long as it is with me always, I’ll be fine.”

 

He carried the acorn with him wherever he went

With it, all that scared him, was now nonevent

 

But then one bad day, it slipped and seemed lost

Looking for it distraught, the grass and dirt he crossed

 

The little bear would not leave that clearing

That acorn was the only safeness from all his fearing

 

As the months passed, there he remained

Until he noticed with sunlight gleam

A little new sapling reaching up unrestrained

 

The little bear perked up knowing

With all the time passed the acorn was growing

 

It grew and it grew, not just up but across

It grew so fast that the bear was at a loss

 

In years the sapling was no longer a sapling

But rather a mighty tree, from it was mighty branching

 

Year by year it reached up towards higher height

Towering, the clearing below no longer lit bright

 

The lonely brown animal was inspired to dare

He would muster the kind of courage befitting a bear

 

So he climbed the redwood that continued to grow

Up there he reached the crowning height, his fears let go

 

The bear saw but sun and the top of the forest

With the clouds and birds, his heart sang in joyful chorus

 

The acorn may have given the bear false security and calm

But in climbing the tree, he discovered inside him his own angst’s balm

 

And he sat at the top with great pride and newfound esprit

Things he would have never found if it weren’t for this Samuel tree