TREE

TREE

How does a tree tell you its happy ?

That it loves the rain that falls ?

The sun that shines ?

The earth that its roots sink into ?

The wind that moves its leaves and branches ?

The sound of the sister/brother trees in the wood ?

The slow accumulation of years and the rings they leave ?

It sings , And it is a long slow song, with many verses

And the song is heavy with the scent of many years

With memories of storms and summer suns

Light breeze on spring days, branches moving softly

Bluebells clustering around the trunk, air perfumed

And the song, if your heart and mind is open

can fill you with the smallest part of the Tree's magnificence

even sing yourself and share, be open to it, do not pass by

Do not be deaf to that tune, but listen, and listen well

For is a gift given for us to share, like the rain in the stream bed

be not blind nor ignore it, Absorb it and treasure it

and in your heart preserve, that song that speaks

through the green and brown, root, bark and leaf

~ Edward Radfall ~

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