“My heart” My heart, sit only with those who know and understand you. Sit only under a tree that is full of blossoms. In the bazaar of herbs and potions don’t wander aimlessly, find the shop with a potion that is sweet. If you don’t have a measure people will rob you in no time….
“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
Learning from Nature Haiku: “Like Trees” Deep roots underground, Stretching branches to the sky… Reaching to the Light! Teaches: Like trees, go within, The fertile soil of the Soul, Your vision set on the Light! Amira (Poem inspired by Susana) Aprendiendo de la naturaleza Haiku: “ Como los árboles”…
“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.
Shade, flowers, fruits,
A home for birds,
Small animals, insects…
You generously give,
Plants that changed the world: “Pines” Kiri Degon takes a look at the adaptable tree that supplies much of the world’s furniture, paper and Christmas decorations. Pines are conifer trees mostly native to the northern hemisphere. There are 115 types of pine, found in regions including Scandinavia, Canada, Alaska and as far south as northern…
She stands tall and proud
limbs long and outstretched
stripped of her veils and imagery.
I absorb the waves of sadness that flow
From the people visiting a stone, If they let me, I can help them, For we are One and never alone
When I go up through the mowing field,
The headless aftermath,
Smooth-laid like thatch with the heavy dew,
Find your path,
Start from the ground up,
Stretch your limbs, …