This I Know

I watch you walk the forest path,

two-leggeds, moveable beings,

part of cosmic fertility, content

for now among us tall ones.

Is your life like mine, simple

and clear in its purpose?

Here is what I know, that's

shared in our council:

That sky remains ready

to receive dark and light.

That forest sits silent

awaiting sound.

That sun feeds bright

and heat to all.

That wind strokes my arms

to play the song of my life.

That birds alight on my branches,

find shelter and, in turn,

scatter my seeds far from me.

That this right action you call wisdom.

That forest deaths create humus

to urge new life in its crucible.

That when I turn toward

what I love, it saves me.

Do you yet know that being

and appreciating is enough?


Abhra, at dVerse Poets Pub, has us writing Tree Poetry, to actually write as the tree. Check it out, there's some good poetry going on over there… The photo is of an Imortelle Tree taken on my latest trip to Trinidad. It flowers around Christmas and is just beautiful.
Two quotes are paraphrased here: 
"Wisdom and right action are the same thing." Marcus Aurelius
"This turning toward what you deeply love saves you." Rumi