Carol A. Hand
Each moment that’s lived leaves its mark
Like the annual growth rings of trees
Lean years and times of plenty
Recorded as part of our being
Times of joy and loss visible on our external frame
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Layers of old cells and new, some dead, some living
Protect our inner life-giving center
Nurtured by roots invisible to the eye
Some deep, some shallow, some in fertile soil
And some with little life-giving nourishment to discover
Some growing in native lands surrounded by all their relations
Others transplanted in alien places, alone
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Transforming light into life as we reach toward the sun
Breathing deeply beneath moon and stars in sometimes gentle breezes
Subject to forces of wind and weather we can’t control
As storms rage around us and chainsaws whine
We still stand as resolute and steady as we can
Drawing nourishment and inner strength
Afforded to us in each moment as long as rains fall
As long as sun rises and continues to shine
Until it’s our time to return to the the earth
Providing nourishment for generations that follow
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For more information about trees, here’s a link to a clear overview: http://www.kidzone.ws/plants/trees.htm
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Voices from the Margins 
A strong post!
Dear Carol,
trees can speak, don’t they? How can they be heard?
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Thank you for your kind words, Maria, and for raising important questions. Many people around the world believe they can hear trees speak. Sometimes I swear I have heard their messages whispered as the breezes and winds rustle their leaves. It only happens when I’m attuned to the natural world surrounding me.
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Each moment is a part of our life in fact is life
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Important insights, Veena. Thank you for sharing your wise words.
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Reading this post this morning I am struck by how often we look to trees as a metaphor for our lives. I just finished writing about friendship and used trees as metaphor for the growth and changes in friendship. Wonderful piece of writing Carol.
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Thank you for your thoughtful comments, Bernadette. I look forward to hearing your thoughts about friendships. There are so many fascinating things about trees, our wise and stately relatives that have had the strength and flexibility to weather many storms, and sometimes, centuries for observation and quiet contemplation. 🙂
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Carol, I think you would appreciate this song, a favorite of mine in my youth, and one I recently rediscovered. It’s Rings of Life by Michael Murphey, from his early days in the 70’s. It makes similar connections to the thoughtful lines you have penned here. Thank you for the reflections, my friend. https://youtu.be/Cut0vyLiM50
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Thank you for your kind and thoughtful comments, Rich, and for sharing the link to a favorite song. It’s a poignantly lovely, poetic song that does carry a very similar message.
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I’ve stood in front of that Banyan Tree in Lahaina. It is a memorable site.
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It is a memorable site, Ken. I had never seen a Banyan tree before – this one was unlike any tree I had ever seen and it was so huge. (My daughter took this shot as I was struggling to get my camera ready to take photos.)
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A beautiful post, my friend. There’s something divinely beautiful in the trees: their steadfastness yet ever-transforming nature, their bending in the winds, their ability to inspire fear in the darkness and refuge in the light. Lovely. 🙂
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Thank you so much for your kind words, Jean, and for your lovely and intriguing reflections about trees. I detect the influence of a mystery writer’s perspective – “their ability to inspire fear in the darkness.” 🙂 It’s not something I’ve associated with trees before, but I can envision the possibility. Trees, per se, don’t frighten me, but they do provide cover for things that might…
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They do, indeed! I need to write about that come summer. There’s a particular grouping I pass on the way to my sons’ school that gets me every time. Something’s in there…
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I can’t wait to read your creation, Jean. 🙂
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Wow, what a truth bomb this is! Not only that but it is so lovely! Love the way you weave tales my friend. 🙂 ❤
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Thank you for your thoughtful comments and kind words, dear Natalie. ❤
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My pleasure Carol‼️❌⭕️
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Oh, I love trees! Have you ever put your hands on trees and felt their energy? They can tell you things if you’re still and if you pay attention. People make fun of “tree huggers,” but those people have never hugged a tree and felt the gratitude and connection to eons of living history. 🙂
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Thank you for sharing such beautiful and important insights, Lorna. How could we fail to love and acknowledge the relatives that help produce the very air we breathe?
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So true, Carol!
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Dear Carol, This is such a beautiful poem. The first stanza, referring to the growth rings of trees is excellent!
Cycles and seasons… Life and death… Nature is a miracle.. and the way trees help to balance the environment is a good proof of it… 😀 Love & best wishes!
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Thank you so much for your lovely comments, Aquileana. I love your poetic additions and insights, and appreciate your kindness a great deal. Love and best wishes to you, too. ❤
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