Find A Tree

If you can’t see the forest

Find a tree.

Lean up against its sturdy trunk

With a book to read or the sky to watch.

Gaze into its branches and leaves

To bear witness to life and grace and joy.

Fondle the ancient skin

Rutted by time and wisdom,

The face of Gramma

When I climbed into her lovely shade

At the end of a too-long day

And felt herarms reach for me.

*In honor of Tu b’Shvat, the Jewish celebration of trees and all they mean to us*

3 thoughts on “Find A Tree

    1. Thanks, so lovely to find you here, to know you are reading, love you, Joanne! *children embracing**willows in mist**yellow butterflies*

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