Thursday, August 27, 2009

Conversations with Trees

Every morning and night
I take a walk and talk with trees.
Over the past few weeks my conversation partners
have become fewer and fewer.
The bulk of many of my multi-ringed friends is now
waiting on the wood pile or pulp pile to do their next transformative service.







The dear "barber tree" by Gladys' children's park
tries to keep everyone's spirits up
by sprouting leaves even as part of her top rests by her side.
She said she knew this was coming.
She said they said she had rot and there was fear of disease.
She hopes because of her efforts they will let her stump, some part of her, stay.



She wants to remain a confidant and pillar of the community;
imagines she could be a toddler table worthy of their demands and efforts
or a handy stool for a child's devoted, beloved guardian;
paper on which someone learns to write
and in turn learns about the right to be.

Some lovely someone
celebrated one of the mighty Tabor Trees
with this beautiful garden.





So many shade giving friends
are no longer smiling down at us.

Yet, their rooty, remembering faces
keep watch of us now from the ground.



Looking up with recognition, wisdom, questions, hope

There are many young trees here too.
A century ago a woman who loved
left an endowment
to ensure the grove would grow.
Old trees would be nursed and taken care,
young trees would be planted and nurtured.
It remains hard to say goodbye to dear old friends
and it takes time to make new ones.



But there are new friends to make.
I am grateful to that woman
and for this place.

7 comments:

  1. What a lovely, poignant post. Thank you.

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  2. This made my day! The pictures are fantastic and so are the words. :)

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  3. Thank you for responding!
    Your comments keep us going.

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  4. Thank you for your beautiful note. Your very welcome! I'm so glad you enjoyed my garden. It's a labor of love. It's very healing and transformative to create life out of death and thus keep the tree of life going so to speak. Thank you for recognizing the spirit in which the stump garden was created. What a wonderful web site you have. You really capture the essence of nature through your beautiful poetry and photography. Your neighbor. SNK

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  5. Dear kindred SNK,
    Thank you for the lovely card!

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