Sunday, May 2, 2010
Our Silent Friends
I have lost many trees on my property since I have lived here. Some out of necessity, some because they were sick and some because of storms. Each time I have felt a loss. After all they are living things.
Beautiful creations of The Almighty. I was walking Rudy today and was standing under it with him. He was sitting and I was standing and we were both at a pause, still as can be looking up. At first I didn't notice that he was mimicking my action until I looked down. Then I watched as he looked up and he really was mesmerized. Perhaps it was the sun streaming through it causing tiny lines of light to cascade down from the sky, perhaps it was the leaves slowly moving in the lazy 90 degree wind. Or maybe, just maybe he was thinking what I was thinking of. What has this tree seen? What has it heard? Does it recognize us? Of course it does. And what does it remember? The stories it can tell and the secrets it has heard. How privileged are we to have it as a part of our lives.
Or maybe, Rudy was thinking . . . "Hm, Now that's a good place to pee!"