Folk Artist: On Trees, in Verse

 

It seems to me a Tree breathes.

Its branches, its leaves move with breezes to lift
Its weight in great green currents of motion.

Then as if giving a momentary content sigh,
the tree shifts again into place.

Later a few leaves flicker and in happy inhalation,
the branches ride waves of wind,
briefly raising a greeting to me
before settling itself into quiet reflection.

By Sr. Karlyn Cauley, SDS

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