Waking up from a dream, I discover myself laying beneath a tree.
It is lovely, tall, green.
It asks for nothing besides this plot of land: a place to grow and be.
The wind disturbs the branches, limbs dance above my head.
I ponder, wondering what sight I’d see here if thunder storms rolled in.
There is no where to hide, no way to run when skies change from blue to gray.
The tree does not think on these things. It exists today.
All things impermanent. Always changing. Nothing guaranteed.
No crystal balls or time machines. Simply you and me.
Grass between my toes, sun in my hair. Tears forming in my eyes.
Struck by Gratitude for such a moment, humbled by the love I feel inside.
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Sweet poem, enjoyed reading it! Thanks 😘❤️️🤗
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A gentle and heartfelt reminder of how natural we are as humans, and how resistant to that awareness we have become. The poet reminds us of the emotional experience of reawakening to the value of our lives as they are happening in the illusive and yet ever-present paradoxical now; the preciousness of connection however brief.