Something I wrote over the Easter weekend. Inspired by Frost, Aldie and things to come.
An Unamed Tree
A tree asleep in my woods – and I barely know his name!
Yet the sense I sense, he sensed, reflects consciousness proclaimed!
An introspective walk I take, and he feels my feet afoot..
As the bark and leaves thus have no eyes, his awareness steals a look..
He knows me from the future, right now and then before..
His knowledge of spaces – to us unseen, show wisdom, the more and more.
With Earth he sways and securely flows, smiling deep in grounded consciousness..
My friend then pauses to make it known – that God is All That Is.