Saturday, August 25, 2012

Rooted







Rooted

Your breath,
 laden with humidity,
pollen-scented,
presses into my soul.
 Patiently you wait
for me to inhale.

How can I not,
now that I sense 
what the trees have always known?





I wrote this after my recent trip to an arboretum, described  here:
 Tree-Hugger Runs Amok
 and I linked with Saturday Snapshots here:
 At Home With Books




23 comments:

  1. This is wonderful. I love that tree! I love greenery. Blessings.

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  2. Amazing roots! I love the symmetry of the limbs. Beautiful poem, too.

    Here's MY SATURDAY SNAPSHOT POST

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  3. What an interesting tree! It looks like something out of a fairy tale.

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  4. That's an amazing picture! I just love old trees that grow in all directions!

    Here is my Saturday Snapshot post.

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  5. That is a beautiful tree and a lovely poem.

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  6. Since I'm getting older, I really love old trees. Thanks for sharing it again! xxoo Nancy

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  7. These are wonderful photos, here and the ones on your last post... beautiful poem as well. Also, I notice you're currently reading Henri Nouwen, deep and quiet, isn't he?

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  8. I love these big gnarly trees, they are the kind of trees I used to love playing in as a kid :) The poem is beautiful as well, thank you so much for sharing! Book Savvy Babe

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  9. Oh I love that tree!!! it's absolutely beautiful. Lovely poem, too!

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  10. That's such an absolutely beautiful tree! Great picture! Lovely poem, too.

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  11. That's definitely a place that should inspire poetry. I want to sit under the tree and just breathe.

    Here's my Saturday Snapshot for the week. Happy Saturday!

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  12. Wonderful poem and great picture.

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  13. Love your poem and the picture - those gnarled roots could be straight out of an Arthur Rackham painting. My Saturday Snapshot is very brief this week but it's sad - a site where lepers once lived http://goo.gl/TkmQ7

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  14. I love your poem and the deeply rooted tree.
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  15. Very interesting old three. Makes me think of the moss laden ones I've seen in Florida and other parts of the deep south.

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  16. A lovely poem and a beautiful tree. I've never been to a arboretum. It must be so interesting!

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  17. I love talking to trees... I often wonder if in their world they are the movers and we the stationary. Lovely poem.

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  18. What a lovely photograph and words ~ Nice to meet you at Real Toads ~

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  19. 'what the trees have always known?'

    Must have treasured a lot of secrets. Nice pic and lovely write Barbara!


    Hank

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  20. Lucky you!

    "Patiently you wait
    for me to inhale."

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