Soon all will be clear
Bare trees remind of the fact
We’re all born naked
Stretching our being
Branching into ground and air
Longing warmth and food
Sheltering within
The ever presence of mom
As we learn and grow
Independence calls
Us to grow to great new heights
Let mom and dad go
The cycle goes on
Each new family member
Is like a small tree
Finally we reach
For the top of the forest
Seeing miles ahead
Our destiny clear
One day we’re naked again
Waiting for our death
Walking in the forest at the end of the day
Worries of work and life have to give way
For what can withstand the stillness?
If only there is a tiny bit of willingness
To listen and to see without the senses
Only being there as the dance advances
Heart to heart with the flowers and trees
Both enjoying the chilling warm breeze
With the sunlight touching the landscape
Highlighting beauty of various size and shape
This Rook (Corvus frugilegus) was sitting on the fence at Stonehenge. It was so hot the day we went to Stonehenge, the birds had to keep their beak open. Pretty happy with this one!
