Tuesday, November 29, 2011

On Seeing





On Seeing


If I
must
away

my thoughts
wander back

to the trees-
how they're
stacked

in the
hollow.

Like a promise
like a dream
the mountains are
what they seem

lifeblood to all peoples
a natural wonder
lined with steeples
that play with the wind.
They are a friend to me
with a great natural power to disarm
even those who (might) think themselves big among us.

Just wrap your arms around the trunk of an Appalachian tree
and you'll see-
the room the forest
the globe
the planets
the stars;
how they
stretch
out
so clearly.




3 comments:

  1. This makes me long for the mountains.

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  2. It's all connected, isn't it? And so much of it is stunningly beautiful. Gorgeous shots, lg!

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  3. Beautiful photos and poems. Is that Grandfather Mt to the right in the top photo? I used to spend so much time in the Carolina high country, but it's been years...

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