Like lines on a face
bark is the map of a tree’s experience
a testament to the demands of living.
Where observation and imagination meet nature in poetry.
Where observation and imagination meet nature in poetry.
Like lines on a face
bark is the map of a tree’s experience
a testament to the demands of living.
Perfect description. Love this stone!
Yet another wonderful picture with truely apt words.
Very perceptive – don’t we all carry the marks of pleasure and pain.