The maple tree outside my window
Talked to me this morning
In language, I never heard before
She talked about patience and waiting
Breathing in and breathing out
And being still
She talked about pointing up toward heaven
And rooting deeply down
Grounding with the earth
She talked about stretching wide
In communion with the neighborhood
Offering refuge to strangers and friends
She talked about beauty
In being full, in being empty
And the wonder of being old
She talked about bending with the wind
And weathering the storm
About standing strong
She talked about taking a little
And giving a lot
About being one with All
The maple tree outside my window
Talked like I never heard before
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1 comment:
A beautiful poem. How much we can learn from nature if we just stop and listen. Thanks for this reminder of how important that is.
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