seen from a distance
you might not know
that this tree
looking out over the sea
holds
the sky
like a heart line
in the palm
of its hand
what the actual fuck America
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31 comments:
Trees: The more I get to know them, the more I realize how little I know of them.
I wish I knew something more of their language, their wisdom.
Steven, it just doesn't get any better than this. Exquisite.
Comforting thought,thank you!
aleks - you're welcome!!! steven
lorenzo thankyou for this generous comment!! steven
dan they hold so much - i wonder at the trees who have lived on this planet for thousands of years. they are scattered all over the world from joshua tree to iran. what do they know. what could they tell us. i'm thinking of you today. steven
Oh, that tree! I love it! Just what I needed today. Thanks.
It looks very much like the camphor tree in my yard in Houston, like a hand.
Oh lovely.
Maybe in their silence we're supposed to accept their tenacity, resilience, beauty and adaptability.
Steven! This magnificent tree does look exactly like a hand! I love the bit of sky reflected in its palm. So lovely.
Beautiful and surprising and insightful. I love your thoughtufl take on the world, Steven.
Exactly why i travel with a collapable straw in my pocket- There has to be some magical power in that little pond held so lovingly by such a magnificent tree. I would only sip a tiny amount- a tiny amount of magic usually holds me for years! Thanks for this...Beautiful colour!
I really enjoy the way you use images .... makes your words even more enjoyable.
Ah - even before I saw the heart line reflecting the sky, this tree looked like a hand reaching to the sky to bring it close to us.
That tree is a person in its own right I think Steven. I just love trees.
Marvellous, it's like the hand of a gentle giant. Well spotted!
I saw the hand immediately, fingers open, allowing the sky to pool in its "palm." It holds the sky so gently.
Beautiful!!
jenny - it'd be amazing to be held in the palm of a tree's hand. steven
ellen - camphor! i saw this tree and saw the hand. steven
kaotic thankyou!!! i thought so as well. steven
golden west i think so also. i like those ideas and they seem right when i think of old trees. steven
willow - thankyou very much!!! steven
barry i was surprised when i got closer and saw the little bit of water and the sky mirrored in it. it seemed unlikely and then so likely. steven
linda sue you're like the fairies and the little magical people who live all over. a little sip and they're good to go forever!!! steven
helen thankyou very much. i'm very fortunate to be in such a lovely part of the world and to be able to see so much of it on intimate terms. steven
meri - i love that you could see that and that tucked away in its cupped palm was the real simple tiny gift!! steven
you know weaver i've been near trees that are people. a circle of trees once - i stood in the middle and thought if i could i would be married here. surrounded by these tree people. tolkien knew about this and so did the old people long ago. steven
eryl - a gentle giant. they're all around the world i believe, like the little fairy people, taking care of things. steven
reya - you know trees do take care of so much and sometimes they hold the great spaces in tiny pools. just to show how it's done. care that is! steven
love love this,
and trees teach us much.
clicked here from the link at The Alchemist's Pillow,
but now I see that I recognize you from elsewhere.
Nice to formally "meet" you and your space. Where I will no doubt return.
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