Friday, February 13, 2015

Bare Trees

When I look up at a bare tree,
I see roots burrowing into blue soil.

I see blood vessels branching
out to every cell of my body.

I see rivulets and creeks and
streams coursing into rivers.

I see the neural pathways
of my own wondering brain.

The one becomes many.
The many become one.

Nature repeating
and never repeating.

No comments: