Just Another Dead Tree? Hardly!
There is so much character in fallen trees. Look at the textures–its bare bones are very statuesque, the strands of hair appear windblown.
Its outstretched, knobby arms are far-reaching–trying to grasp life.
The wrinkled eye sockets watch as we trespass on their graves.
© Teresita Abad Doebley. All rights reserved 2009-2011.
Quotation for My Sibling:
May the stars carry your sadness away,
May the flowers fill your heart with beauty,
May hope forever wipe away your tears,
And, above all, may silence make you strong.
Chief Dan George