the golden fish: she says

Monday, April 23, 2012

will

feel

then fill

this sky

with the selflessness

my own

wishing

and i will become

the tree

of your imagining

The Weaver of Grass said...: There is something wonderful about trees isn't there Steven. I think it is that they live longer than we do and therefore seem to develop a wisdom of their own.; April 23, 2012 at 1:17 PM
Butternut Squash said...: Confronted by obstacles below she is either limited by them or absorbs them. The sky has no limit, and what of the imagination?

Very nice!; April 23, 2012 at 1:19 PM
steven said...: weaver i love trees and i know from reading your posts - especially the most recent about the forty acre wood - that they occupy an important place in your world also . . . i love watching them, being near them and especially imagining and sometimes hearing their stories . . . steven; April 23, 2012 at 7:58 PM
steven said...: hello butternut!!! in this part of the season - so filled with growth - i especially love to sense the trees as they fill the sky and the earth with their longing and imagination . . . . steven; April 23, 2012 at 7:59 PM