she talks to trees
each tree grows in two directions at once, into the darkness and out to the light with as many branches and roots as it needs to embody its wild desires.
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– John O’Donohue
Sky, embrace storm.
Let there be a stillness
around your whirlwind.
Breathe in chaos, breathe out
impossible turquoise blossoms
of transparency.
Ignite the cinders of yesterday
and burn them completely
under the andirons
of your sternum.
With a gentle sigh release
your eternal spark,
an infinitesimal diamond
dense as the wisdom congealed
on a corpse’s brow.
Intelligence without words.
Understanding without thoughts.
Today’s forecast:
sunny with rain,
and no distinction
between sorrow and joy.
Now rest in a darker silence
where opposites dance
like long-estranged lovers
renewing their marriage vows
against the advice of all
their relatives.
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Fred LaMotte
Sometimes I just lean
against the nearest tree trunk
lay my hands on the rough bark
stand heart to heart with the ones who give me clean air
in return for the exhaled breath they need from me
I rejoice in how we keep each other alive
I brush my cheek against its rough chest
and we dance for a while to the music
of the wind through the leaves
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AL
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