Monday, September 16, 2013

Northern Son

A first impulse.
Look North
Find what’s true.
An ancient tree
Older than the divine.
A dark sky
With faint stars,
And trees need light
As lens opens wide
And sees more
Than a blink.
Time passing,
A whole picture
Filled with light.
Unseen in the moment.
Seen over time.

__Patriarch Grove, Ancient Bristle Cone Pine Forest, CA__

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