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:

  1. Beautiful poem, beautiful photographs. I am greeting

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  2. 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.

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

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

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

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

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

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  8. Double bonus today, a nice poem and accompanying photo.

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


    Enjoy your weekend!
    Aloha from Waikiki
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