Wednesday, February 19, 2014

Time to emerge.

It's been a long time in coming.
Leaving the dark dirt.
A bud poking up through the soil.
Reaching for the sun.
New experiences await.
What will the wind feel like?
Or the rain?
Inside the earth it was all vibrations.
No light, no air, no individual sensation of the rain touching a leaf.
No direction but towards the light now.
Only life, only light to seek out.

The being in the other tree has been there for so long.
The singing of the trees is rich, each voice separate from another, cohesive.
I want to grow up and sing with my own voice...with the others.
Yes, alive moving higher and highter strong and swaying in the wind to the song of the trees.

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