Sunday, July 24, 2011

...7.24.11...








her white tree
a tree of life.
a tree of knowledge.
a tree of soul.
a tree of goodness.
a tree of her.
it was her core.
burnt.
scarred.
hacked.
cut.
chopped
and carved in.
it was still there.
pushing the ashes out of the way,
making room for sunlight
and water -
she nurtured it back to fullness,
she nurtured it back to life.
and she and her tree
held the sky and its moon
and together, they danced
and together, they grew.


~terri st. cloud
and she danced.
like no one was watching.
welcome to coffee hour.
welcome to this Sunday morning.
just BE.
robin.

3 comments:

Shirley @ The Gardening Life said...

Love your macro shots. Terrific photography!

Dianne said...

your photos are wonderful
beautiful flowers given a flawless perspective :)

I love the sweet baby foot header
precious

Cassie said...

Now I know how your garden grows! Fine Photos!!