Saturday, October 17, 2009

Redwood Reverie


Redwood Reverie

Centuries soar up vertical trunks,
rivers of wisdom run through veins.
Even fallen ones emanate a life force
from root balls spun into rosettes
revealing hidden galaxies.
Roots that tapped the ground for rhythms
are torn from earth's breast
and encounter atmosphere.
Air rushes upward
towards cathedral's canopy
where needles spray into open sky,
shattering the sun's rays into a
cascade of splintered light.
Fractured sparkles are
caught by shadow nets
casting intricate patterns
across forest floor.
Columns form a temple
reverberating with silence.
Fusing forms become,
while death decays
into a darkness
of terrifying beauty.
Energy vortex
quietly cleaves
open awareness
with penetrating
presence.

3 comments:

Derek R said...

Having camped across this wonderful land of ours, I can close my eyes & imagine sitting under mother natures canopy & seeing what you see. Although certainly unable to express it as beautifully as you have.

Anthony Duce said...

Wonderful word.

jim larwill wolf@ncf.ca said...

Eros-Red Revisited


somewhere else
in poor humble lands
wind sparkled webs
float tickles across
luminous lakes;
bringing focus,
forging together,
Lights of true love:
this old-age energy
marking revolutions,
tearing me from earth
to speak simple Truths –

my Mother comes to us
in peace – where elsewhere
comes a most $plendid death…

here dancers in mist dissolve,
frost spins to lace shorelines:
tomorrow a gathering will pray,
when tonight wolves have traveled
from west-fall, to this forever North.


(good use of alliteration in your poem Holly, and good luck in your transcendent endeavours)

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