"When we are stricken..."

"When we are stricken and cannot bear our lives any longer, then a tree has something to say to us: Be still! Be still! Look at me! Life is not easy, life is not difficult. Those are childish thoughts. Let God speak within you, and your thoughts will grow silent. You are anxious because your path leads away from mother and home. But every step and every day lead you back again to the mother. Home is neither here nor there. Home is within you, or home is nowhere at all."

-- Hermann Hesse 

Live for the Love of it,

Sasha A. Palmer (aka Happy)

"The true meaning of life is..."

"The true meaning of life is to plant trees, under whose shade you do not expect to sit."

-- Nelson Henderson

Live for the Love of it,

Sasha A. Palmer (aka Happy)

Trees, leaves and shadows

 Cannot get enough of them

Live for the Love of it,
Happy

Friday the 13th

Hang in there...

Live for the Love of it,

Happy

November 2014 Poem-A-Day Chapbook Challenge: Day 25

 

Fall’s drawing to a close…bewildered trees

Tread softly on the mantle that has slipped

Off their hunched shoulders. Beggars-mem’ries tease

And taunt the yester emperors now stripped

Of glorious crowns and all they used to own–

Or thought they did–when summer would enthrone

And serve with teenage passion of July

Their perfect bodies and exuberant youth

But summer’s gone. Impressed upon the sky

The trees stand raw and naked like the truth.

I wish they knew how beautiful they are

In their November majesty by far

Exceeding the presumptuous royal green

Back in the day they flaunted, wish they saw

Through summer, saw July for what it’s been–

A kid, no more–I wish they knew. In awe

I read their bark, the weathered wisdom of

The aging trees who’ve learned to live and love.

Live for the Love of it,

Sasha A. Palmer (a.k.a. "Happy")

prompted by Poetic Asides

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