Friday, April 1, 2016

4.1.16 Come upon


There is so much we are moved to pay homage to- 
our emergent Spring, 
the hope of many, 
the self-restorative capacity of the Earth,
 or the very last good dream you had. 

So when we come upon a grand old tree such as this, we just stop for a moment. 
If it was a person, what would we do, to acknowledge their powerful uniqueness? 
Bow? Lower our eyes? Face them with hands clasped? 
Here in real life, we simply hold another in grace. In devotion. 
As we come upon them here and there.

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