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I Saw a Tree Today
Split in half
Prostrate on the forest floor
from lightning
from wind
from old age
from decay.
But there, at the middle of the trunk
a new tree begins
Is it new?
Branches reach up like prayers
Branches like bones
Leaves striving for sun
for source
unattainable
unreachable
unrelenting
source of everything.
Look too long and you cannot see
Touch and you cannot feel
Taste and never know sweetness again
Perhaps it is simply an idea
A thought.
But it calls for you
Can you hear it calling? It’s calling for you.
The woods all around are dead
and dying
and living.