The generous growth and twigs of green
My forest is sheltered throughout the year
The harmony of nature displayed everywhere
Today is #TreeTuesday with @Old-Guy-Photos! I know that everyone has some of those! Dig down deep and show me your trees!
But, only by the heart
As it should be
My love, my love
Slight of touch
Overcome, she blushed
Blossoming for him
Like a flower
I spotted a headstone, should I say yet another? It was laid to rest, long ago, never intending, I am sure, for Mother Natures friends to plant a tree upon the earth. Ashes to ashes and dust to dust. In another twenty years, he will have disappeared altogether. This photo is dedicated to #cemeteryphotos by @melinda010100.
Where I am laid to rest
For that would be the epitaph
That I would like the best.
For those who come to see
But friends would know that resting there
Is he, who loved a tree
Samuel N. Baxter
Reflected from a greater source
Reach for the moon, hang on to the stars
But always remember your roots
Advice from my tree
As always, there must be a flower. I dedicate this picture to #TuesdayOrange #ColorChallenge by @Kalemandra, who colors my world every day.
I always post this poem down at the bottom of my posts. It is one that has become so near and dear to my heart. I only post the most famous part of it, but, wanted to post it in its entirety today.
i cried the way women on tv do
folding at the middle
like a five pound note.
i called the boy who use to love me
tried to ‘okay’ my voice
i said hello
he said warsan, what’s wrong, what’s happened?
and these are what my prayers look like;
i come from two countries
one is thirsty
the other is on fire
both need water.
i held an atlas in my lap
ran my fingers across the whole world
"where does it hurt?"