the golden fish: with each wish

Thursday, April 12, 2012

i let myself fall

into the stilled life force

of this fallen tree

in its tiny reaching

for the cold

flow

of this

spring river

Valerianna said...: Maybe it dreams of going on the ride of its life to the ocean... it had a cousin once, who was cut and hollowed out to become a canoe. As a very young sapling, the tree wished for the same transformation when the canoe rode away down the river with the bark-skinned man and a dog. "Oh, if I have to die, may I be a vessel to carry my children to the sea...." a dream of a tree...; April 12, 2012 at 9:34 AM
Pauline said...: and in falling, you become - love looking at life through your mind; April 12, 2012 at 8:00 PM
steven said...: valerianna - this is so exquisite . . .a journey through the mind of this tree which i felt even as i straddled her body and even as i climbed off and touched her fingers touching the water . . . steven; April 12, 2012 at 8:18 PM
steven said...: pauline . . . it's extremely happy-making and lovely to see the world . . . .steven; April 12, 2012 at 8:18 PM
Jo said...: What a starkly beautiful composition your photo is, Steven. Your words are the perfect caption.; April 12, 2012 at 10:33 PM