64 of 81, Poems from the Tao, Poetry & Digital Art for Tree Tuesday @old-guy-photos
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The greatest of trees
Grew without interference
Buried by time
From seed to sprout
Before it grew tall
It invested in roots
Fed on what had lived before
Before it grew tall
It grew wide and lush
Knowing stability is needed
For growth to be maintained
From there it sought the light
Interference to see things
As one would have them
An attempt to outdo time
Stunts and destroys growth
The master knows
When pursuing growth
She need only allow
Nature and time to do its work
Digital art is result of modification to my own photo.
64 of 81 was originally published in Poems from the Tao. For more information click on the photo below.
I like how your tree stretches out so much. And how your poem mentions time. Trees are such embodiments of time. When I'm in a forest, it's time that comes through to me. It takes so much time to make a real forest. Happy Tree Tuesday!
Thank you, HH. That is a very old and magnificent chestnut that lives in the park across my street. You are only seeing a fraction of it. There were street signs that I did not want in the picture that were cropped out.
I so agree. A forest is work in millennials and always in progress. There is a unique power found from spending time with the trees. Love having you here:)
I have never seen a large mature chestnut. Back east, they all got decimated by the chestnut blight. Now they are scrubby little things, even though some have nuts. My parents have some like that. But I would so like to see a big mature chestnut tree. They used to be the dominant tree in the eastern hardwood forests of North America. It's hard to imagine the changes since their loss. Thinking about trees and forests takes such a shift in perception of time and change, at least for me. They are special, for sure! Enjoy that chestnut! Do you ever get any nuts?
We get hoards of nuts in the west end. They can be a real hazard when they start to fall. They are not of the edible kind though. I think they call them horse chestnut. They have a beautiful mahogany-hued shell. Pretty to look at but far too tannin rich to eat.
Ahh, Horse Chestnut! That's a horse of a different color! Not for eating at all. It's the saponins and glycosides that are the problem. Saponins can get soaked out of some wild plants, but glycosides are a tougher nut to crack, so to speak. Horse chestnut nuts get processed into supplements, but that's a different situation, too. They do have pretty flowers, though -- and are magnificent trees! Wear a hard hat during the nut season, lol. That's a big nut! ; )
Supplements ... really ... what for?
Sweet against that sky. It appears I am running the usual late again!
Up to no good, I imagine:) LOL. Nice to see when you get here:)
Pfft! Dont I wish!
Just don't dream it, Paul:)
Oh you didn't get the memo, Pryde? When you get to my age, you are too old to be up to no good ;)
Your age ... lol ... well you don't look all that old.
We could learn a lot from trees! :)
They have the sun to guide them:) Thank you, Debra:)
love trees - just being near them always inspires me
I feel the same way:)
Super another great poem 👍
To enjoy...
Thank you, May:)
Nature and Poetry... Awesome 😎
Thank you, Moon:)
Beautiful work, friend @prydefoltz
Thank you, zeleira:)
To your credit, Pryde, you are a poet of many voices. I enjoyed the formal grace of this one, worthy of its great source of inspiration: Tao.
_/|\_Thank you, yahia. I just open up and interpret what flows:) You words are much appreciated:)
Good for you and, once again, true to the spirit of your Inspiration :)