We did not come to remain
whole.
We came to lose our leaves like the trees,
The trees that are broken
And start again,
We came to lose our leaves like the trees,
The trees that are broken
And start again,
drawing up from the great
roots
Robert Bly
Isn't that the truth, Delwyn. Super picture to go with the words.
ReplyDeleteA powerful and sobering thought, Delwyn and an equally powerful image to match. Thanks.
ReplyDeleteI visited California this past weekend and saw some redwoods. I can't help but wonder what they have endured in this past century out there. Thanks for bringing up my patron saint, Robert Bly. Great to be here again. EFH
ReplyDeleteExcellent. That's all today. Just excellent.
ReplyDeleteI think this was meant for me today....
ReplyDeleteThough leaves are many, the root is one;
ReplyDeleteThrough all the lying days of my youth
I swayed my leaves and flowers in the sun;
Now I may wither into the truth...
WB Yeats, “The Coming of Wisdom with Time”
oh, I love that!
ReplyDeleteWelcome Donna, I can't find your email to reply to you.
ReplyDeleteremaining entirely mutable, moving from wholeness to wholeness . . . ahhh delwyn this is exquisite!! steven
ReplyDeleteThis is so very true! There always is a time to begin again and start over!
ReplyDeleteHi Delwyn, I like the tree metaphor and will remember it. I'm just seeing the new pic of you with your Granddaughter - beach babies! We're getting the 3 oldest Grands this weekend for several days of skiing prior to T-giving. Fun!
ReplyDeleteGreetings from France...
ReplyDeletePierre
Hello Delwyn
ReplyDeleteHow do I wish we could start again~~go back in time and change things, but...
Best
Tracy