Sunday, February 05, 2023

tall portents

trees make me feel small 
and immense all at once
each connecting me to all
--the rich darkness of roots

under my breath I'll call
for a spring into existence
from extinction in leaf fall
--secretly yearning to be lost 


Pic: Baker Woods with Big A.


Sarah said...

My mom used to describe this feeling as big-little, which blew my mind as a little kid.

StephLove said...

It's so beautiful where you live. Either that or you are good at finding the beautiful spots in it, both in images and words.

maya said...

Wow, Sarah--that is a concept.
Thank you, StephLove. I do feel very lucky that there are patches of woods we can access quite close by.

Gillian said...

Nice rhymes.

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