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Me Compared To A Tree.

Updated on January 5, 2010


Me Compared To A Tree!




If a tree falls

in a forest,
and there is

no one around
to hear it does

it make a noise?

It rings out

in silent O's
its stump marks
the years of

its passing,
it has no bark

that one can hear,
it simply leaves

circles of time,
ripples in a

wooden pond,
left by the

sharp axe falling,

I have stood

by a felled Sequoia,
a massive time

tunnel to the past,
and the rings

were countless
it was wedded to life
for more centuries

than imaginable,

and then

divorced by man.

We wear one

ring to show
our commitment

to wrap
our limbs

around each other,
we bear

stretch marks
as our layers grow,
like a tree

we take up roots,
and ring in

each new year
with rings of leis.
we grow from

the inside out,
much like trees,
perhaps that explains
our affinity

with trees.





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