seeing through
this borrowed view
an echo of sight
A Ripple Of Vision
All Those Times Of Reaching Out
each one mattered
even now
with the limbs foreshortened
Impersonations
the tree
a zebra
in green
Sure Footed
the base
of each trunk
a footstep in time
Trust
enter the mystery
of today’s
exquisite unknown
Symmetry
as you are
so
you give
Chosen
snow blown
in all directions
yet one trunk untouched
Magical Mysteriousness
pull the antler
door handle
to know
what resides within
Humming Summer’s Tune
sound signals
a brief
appearance
Thee of Tree
all the ways
of being
residing together
Surface Diving
beneath
what is seen
symmetrical rings
Trinity of Trunks
experience, strength and hope
rise
from a single source
Hanging Around
Winter loiters
in the month of March.
Mighty Foot
The old tree stands
like an elephant
remembering all.