Rooted
Your breath,
laden with humidity,
pollen-scented,
presses into my soul.
Patiently you wait
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
This is wonderful. I love that tree! I love greenery. Blessings.
ReplyDeleteAmazing roots! I love the symmetry of the limbs. Beautiful poem, too.
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What an interesting tree! It looks like something out of a fairy tale.
ReplyDeleteThat's an amazing picture! I just love old trees that grow in all directions!
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That is a beautiful tree and a lovely poem.
ReplyDeleteSince I'm getting older, I really love old trees. Thanks for sharing it again! xxoo Nancy
ReplyDeleteThese 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?
ReplyDeleteI 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
ReplyDeleteOh I love that tree!!! it's absolutely beautiful. Lovely poem, too!
ReplyDeleteThat's such an absolutely beautiful tree! Great picture! Lovely poem, too.
ReplyDeleteThat's definitely a place that should inspire poetry. I want to sit under the tree and just breathe.
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Wonderful poem and great picture.
ReplyDeleteThat is a quite unusual tree!
ReplyDeleteLove 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
ReplyDeleteI love your poem and the deeply rooted tree.
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Very interesting old three. Makes me think of the moss laden ones I've seen in Florida and other parts of the deep south.
ReplyDeleteA lovely poem and a beautiful tree. I've never been to a arboretum. It must be so interesting!
ReplyDeleteNicely presented♫♪
ReplyDeleteThat's a very inspirational looking tree.
ReplyDeleteI love talking to trees... I often wonder if in their world they are the movers and we the stationary. Lovely poem.
ReplyDeleteWhat a lovely photograph and words ~ Nice to meet you at Real Toads ~
ReplyDelete'what the trees have always known?'
ReplyDeleteMust have treasured a lot of secrets. Nice pic and lovely write Barbara!
Hank
Lucky you!
ReplyDelete"Patiently you wait
for me to inhale."