The contemplation of the tree
Choose your favorite tree
Sit in front of it
Contemplate it
Understand
The school of the tree
Its origins
Its seed
Its growth
Its flowers
Its fruits
Its dead
The heat of the day
The rain, the Wind
The climate
An exercise to be done
Until the meeting is fulfilled
The soul and spirit
Of the tree
A bliss
You can not force
You can not trick
Your understanding
Listen to what the tree
Is telling
And awake
Dedicated to the Banya Mulenga
Did you ever meditate with a tree?
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Thank you for the poem. I’m not much of a poetry guy so I didn’t get it. I do love nature and the preservation of nature and her beauty. I love getting away from the crowd and connecting especially in the morning. I like to sit in the quiet and realize that it was something special that created all of this beauty that is around us. Thank you for you poem.
Just face your favorite tree and sit down… and wait… let the tree become you…
Very enjoyable read. Your poetry speaks depth and sparks a torch in the soul for the love of a tree. Watching and being watched does create awareness. We used to have two trees in our front yard. Now we have one. As much as I disliked all the leaves and branches that fell into my yard each year, now that the one tree is gone, I miss it. I guess it is true, you do not know what you are missing until it is gone.Many blessings!
You can plant some young trees. Trees like company…. 😉
Have a good day
Great idea! Thanks!