“Go plant a tree” God, what a joy it is to plant a tree, And from the sallow earth to watch it rise, Lifting its emerald branches to the skies In silent adoration; and to see Its strength and glory waxing with each spring. Yes, ’tis a goodly, and a gladsome thing To plant a…
My roots stem from my family
Deeply embedded in Mother Earth
Strongly supporting my presence
That fed my earlier self-worth.
My roots are also a mighty link
“Tree” A tree beside the sandy River-beach Holds up its topmost boughs Like fingers towards the skies They cannot reach, Earth-bound, heaven-amorous. This is the soul of man. Body and brain Hungry for earth our heavenly flight detain. by Aurobindo
Within this tree Within this tree another tree inhabits the same body; within this stone another stone rests, its many shades of grey the same, its identical surface and weight. And within my body, another body, whose history, waiting, sings: there is no other body, it sings, there is no other world. Jane Hirshfield via:…
Stand Still Stand still. The trees before you and the bushes beside you are not lost. Wherever you are is a place called Here, And you must treat it as a powerful stranger, Must ask permission to know it and be known. The forest breathes. Listen. It answers, I have made this place around you,…
“Running on air and water” Every year a given tree creates absolutely from scratch ninety-nine percent of its living parts. Water lifting up tree trunks can climb one hundred and fifty feet an hour; in full summer a tree can, and does, heave a ton of water every day. A big elm in a single…
Trees are sanctuaries. Whoever knows how to speak to them,
whoever knows how to listen to them, can learn the truth.
They do no preach learning and precepts, they preach
undeterred by particulars, the ancient law of life.
“One aspen tree is actually only a small part of a larger organism. A stand or group of aspen trees is considered a singular organism with the main life force underground in the extensive root system. Before a single aspen trunk appears above the surface, the root system may lie dormant for many years…
Have you ever noticed a tree standing naked against the sky
How beautiful it is?
O Beauty, find thyself in love, not in the flattery of thy mirror.
While hiking in the San Gabriel mountains I came upon an opening in the trail that led to a glen overlooking the valley below. On my right was an old pine guarding the enchanted place. Seeing the vast experience in his gnarled trunk, while listening to his serene song as his limbs played with the…
ONCE we dreamt that we were strangers.
We wake up to find that we were dear to each other.