Sunday, October 03, 2010

The Trees

Do you think of them as decoration?

Think again.

Here are maples, flashing.
And here are the oaks, holding on all winter
   to their dry leaves.
And here are the pines, that will never fail,
   until death, the instruction to be green.
And here are the willows, the first
   to pronounce a new year.
May I invite you to revise your thoughts about them?
Oh, Lord, how we are all for invention and
But I think
   it would do us good if we would think about
these brothers and sisters, quietly and deeply.
The trees, the trees, just holding on
   to the old, holy ways.

-- Mary Oliver, from Evidence

1 comment:

legend in his own lunchtime said...

And the Madrona, copper smooth skin glinting like a garnet ina rock pool.