To be….

Alive through ages
I’ve stood the tests of time
As hurricane winds blew
Roots planted and grasping
The core of earth.
Smooth skin surrounds me,
I feel your heart beat
As you wrap your arms around
And laugh as you couldn’t quite touch
Your hand to hand.
I shelter you from the harshest sun
My adornments in shades of seasons,
The gentle spring the best
Yet amazing in the autumn sun,
So very strong I would stand
As you lean your back against me
Maybe you dream perhaps?
Or you watch the stars twinkle at night
And I reach so high above
And pluck you the moon
If I could of course
But I cannot.
But I can send you a sign
I can show you the power
The magic of might,
If you only notice
For what it is,
My message of strength
For you to feel within yourself.
I am so ancient my child
I have stood my ground for a thousand years
To give the air you breathe,
To offer you a piece of myself
For your warming fire,
I would give You myself
Planks for a boat to carry you,
Yet to watch you sail away
Beyond the far horizon
Would be to miss a friend
And I’ve seen many In my life
As I’ve stood here by the bay
Knowing all that comes
Must finally go,
Myself to fall someday
Perhaps to be washed away
Floating as long as I could
Before falling unnoticed below,
But today I will sit here with you
Enjoying the silence
And I will sing to you my melody
Of rustling leaves,
To be
A simple tree.

Inspiration by Ka….a fun blog post of coming together to create art.

If you were a tree, what would life feel like?
Life would be filled with gentle ocean breezes, people of every walk of life below me giving me hugs and the sights and sounds of centuries gone by would be a wonder.

What kind of tree would you be, if you got to be a tree just now? My answer is a majestic oak that lived for hundreds of years down south.

If you could choose to make artwork to honor a tree, what format/media/style would it be in?
If I had to make artwork of a tree I would gather bark and pine cones to become leaves and dried grasses that surround the trunk to blow in the breeze.

Stop on by her post and add your thoughts and inspiration to her quest:

http://fiestaestrellas.com/2015/05/29/art-is-happening-in-my-house-a-special-request-fill-this-tree/

I love trees and they do send signs for us…natures messages. We had a strong rain blow through a few days ago and when it passed I went outside to find this:
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Such a magical and amazing act of nature. Inspiration for strength.

Morning heart

The light of day falls upon
The thoughts of morning
Words spoken
Bouquet of hearts
A gift of truth.
Pondering the mirror image
Reflected in the darkness
Change of mind to begin
As the dreams left spent
The tired soul.
Far away the wise sage speaks
Across miles the message held
Within the rising I
As ego left behind leaves a quiet
A place where hearts bloom
Nestled in to the space
Where beauty thrives.
Hidden behind the mass
The tiny sprout planted
Growing sheltered
Giving love
Gathering of shape
The heart knows and sees
All.

Water colored skies

Through her tears
Falling trough the summer sun
She paints rainbows
Like water colored skies
Upon the palette of blue
Dappled with clouds
That cover her memories.
She searches her world
The ocean depths of cerulean blues
As the waves of loss
Drown her within.
Wind blown sand stings
Embedded on canvas
Becoming one with itself
Shell fragments like knives
Cutting in to her heart of thoughts
And the blood pumps faster
Falling like crystals at her feet
Dressed in a prism
Of colors that made her
Empty to whole
As the treasure at the end
Was always found within,
She will grab a new sheet
And start yet again.