Monday, July 23, 2012


They understand
They forgive
They loom over us with
protection, no demands

We notice with awe
but only occasionally 
We see their base but 
forget what they catch
and procure for us

They remind us of our own
season, yet demand nothing
They hold our soil
our roots in solitude

One bears no more importance
than the other
from scrub to Redwood
each doing what is does best

Protect, Give Breath and Remembrance
to us  "timbered" in ISNESS

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