Tiny tip of pine
lying on the ground,
green needles fanning out
from gently curving stem,
what calamity brought you here
for me to see and hold –
so tiny and so broken,
you who were once part of
a green and greater whole.
JDG
Tiny tip of pine
lying on the ground,
green needles fanning out
from gently curving stem,
what calamity brought you here
for me to see and hold –
so tiny and so broken,
you who were once part of
a green and greater whole.
JDG
Perfect description of mindfulness, Joan.
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So rich Joan…so rich in so few words. Masterful!
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