Friday, June 1, 2012

A poem....



Looking Up at Leaves


No one need feel alone looking up at leaves.
There are such depths to them, withdrawal, welcome,
A fragile tumult on the way to the sky.
This great trunk holds apart two hemispheres,
We lie between....like water lilies.
Leaves fall, rise, waver, echoing
On their blue pool, whispering under the sun;
While in this shade, under our hands the brown
Tough roots seek down, lily roots searching
Down through their pool of earth to an equal depth.
Constant as water lilies we lie still,
Our breathing like the lapping of pond water,
Balanced between reflection and reflection.

~Barbara Howes~



11 comments:

Out on the prairie said...

Very nice selection

ZielonaMila said...

Beautiful poem, beautiful photographs. I am greeting

Valerie said...

Love the angle of the trees in the picture.

'Constant as water lilies we lie still,
Our breathing like the lapping of pond water,
Balanced between reflection and reflection.'

That's a terrific ending to the poem.

Don't unplug your hub. said...

I'm pleased I stopped by to read those words today.

Cezar and Léia said...

Lovely image, these trees are awesome!
God bless you!
Cezar

me said...

Nice poem I can still remember leaves from fifty years ago ass I climbed trees as a boy

TexWisGirl said...

beautiful.

Jenny Woolf said...

I love the idea of leaves being company. they really can be!

Rose from Oz is Back! said...

Theres nothing quite like beautiful big trees - I can imagine that they've seen a lot.
Wonderful poem - uplifting..

Yogi♪♪♪ said...

Double bonus today, a nice poem and accompanying photo.

cloudia charters said...

as you know, I'm often enraptured by both leaves, looking and 'up'


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