Thursday, 21 January 2010

The Juicy World Of Trees

Majestic creatures, guarding secrets, looking down on mere mortals, honest to the core.
Their houses magical dens, fortresses to protect, cosy time warps, separate from compromises, from conventions.

To the sun each individual confidently stretches, to pluck the energy it craves, reaching deep into the earth with crooked fingers, to grasp earthly nourishment with elegant force.
Generous bestowers of gifts to passers by as the servants of the Goddess, most glorious of all the breath of life.
Equality rules despite such a multitude of variety, simply yet powerfully they entrust their own unique magick:
A weeping willow’s graceful, drooping frame infuses with tranquility;
A tiny acer, at the beginning of its journey, whispers such possibilities gently into welcoming ears;
A mighty oak inspires with staying power, the wisdom of the years it has survived evident in every crease of bark;
A wispy silver birch immediately cheering with its wiry beauty.
Survivors, often in the face of adversity, braving the seasons in turn with ancient cycles,
From stark wooden structures they transform into bouquets of dazzling pure colour, as intricate artists they paint each landscape into an original.
Observers of the constantly changing environment, silent witnesses of history in the making,
Each spirit a part of an unfathomably vast story.
Listen.
“When the details become too much, step back, think of me. Visit me, breathe my air deeply. What do I see? What do I hear? What do I say?”

7 comments:

Lis said...

ooooo ... this was worth waiting for!

I simply adore this - you make me pause to reflect upon the trees in my world, my life and to gaze upon them with new insights. I see this piece accompanied by photos of a variety of trees - word and image poem.

I think my favorite lines are: "Survivors, often in the face of adversity, braving the seasons in turn with ancient cycles..." and this: "Observers of the constantly changing environment, silent witnesses of history in the making, Each spirit a part of an unfathomably vast story.
Listen."

I want to go walk amongst the trees now ...

you have a gift - nourish it!

love,
Lis

Steffi said...

Wow, synchronicity! I was thinking of trees all day, doing a guided meditation which included visualizing being a tree and being nurtured by the Earth, the rain and the sun.

Beautiful poem! ♥

A Heron's View said...

Just where would we be without trees, for they clean the air as well as adding beauty !

Barb said...

Hi Milena, You have quieted my breathe and opened my eyes with your images. Thank you!

rachel awes said...

hello milena & so lovely to meet you! yes, juicy trees!!..wow, i've been thinking of trees as i chose them as a contemplative theme as i facilitate a group later this week...i chose the poet mary oliver's "when i am among the trees" (you can google it!) to share...your writing it beautiful, i love the pic of your dec. posting of an angel with her arms raised up!..and really have enjoyed visiting here overall!! bestbest juicy tree juicy life to you!!

Sally H said...

Wonderful words, Milena! I want to go out walking in the woods now! For some reason I missed this until today, sorry.Have a wonderful weekend x

ruthie said...

Milena, these words are beautiful! I have a deep love of trees and they so very often feature in my paintings. Thank you for your visit to my blog and your heartwarming words. Sorry it has taken me soo long to get back to you. Hope you are having a wonderful week * ruthie x