like many tiny wings
the fluttering of a flock of leaves
do trees fly in their dreams?
Rooted Aspirations
Where observation and imagination meet nature in poetry.
Where observation and imagination meet nature in poetry.
like many tiny wings
the fluttering of a flock of leaves
do trees fly in their dreams?
“A flock of leaves”…so brilliant! Remarkable poetry, Catherine!!!
I’ve wondered if my houseplants dream of life outdoors. Trees communicate to one another, and house birds, so I’m sure they have discussed flight, if not dreamed of it.
I’d love to eavesdrop on that discussion! 🙂
Love this
thanks Beth
oh this is so good 😭💓
thanks so much Whispering
I’m sure they do. We who are mired on land all dream of flight!
why wouldn’t they? Right?!
Lovely! 💖
thanks Eliza
Adorable!
thanks Tania!
Well, you are assuming they dream at all. Big leap or insider knowledge?
They share resources through their roots – so maybe not such a big leap?😉
Love the gold of the leaves against the black, grey, and white.
thanks Chris!