I wonder if she’d mind…

20 06 2012








Inviting, the canopy of leaves and branches outside my window . . .

I wonder if Miss Maple would mind my sitting next to her today?

leaning against her trunk,

absorbing life into the fibers of who I am?


I wonder if she’d mind my lying within her sanctuary –-

soaking in sun and shade . . .

bathing my tired soul?


And if I dwell here today,

I wonder if she will whisper life’s most important secrets?


Wind rustles leaves . . .

I hear the conversation begin


Listen! It is not often one gets to hear such truth spoken . . .




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