poetry

Twigs and Bones

When I walk among the trees,

I drink in the rays of light

that peek through the leaves

and my feet crunch the “dead” things

but they are not lifeless

see here?

insects march and work

fungus and lichen exchange food

the twigs lie in wait

to service fires and soil

and you are not dead – never were –

your spirit lives on in everyone you ever met

 

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Twigs – Drawing Practice

 

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