We are trees Falling
in the Forest except there
isn’t a Forest
there isn’t even
a tree, standing or Falling
only a clear cut
between a question
hypothetically asked
and our true answer
(thank you Roberto Boleno)
a small paper for a small planet
We are trees Falling
in the Forest except there
isn’t a Forest
there isn’t even
a tree, standing or Falling
only a clear cut
between a question
hypothetically asked
and our true answer
(thank you Roberto Boleno)
For years I have delighted in our conversations, Gambele. You lift spirits with your beautiful inspired observations of life. Recently you told me how you are always composing, arranging words in your mind, preparing for that next exchange with a kindred soul.
You and I are alike in that we speak a lot more than we write. Yet when the magic flows through our talks, I often wish it could be recorded and shared with more folks in our community. How many times have we ended a conversation with me urging you to write something down?
And so you have. THANK YOU for planting your voice in this little forest of words. May it grow.
Thank you Gambele. i think the only answer is Love. We’ve exhausted all the other hollow roads that lead to impoverishment of Earth and Soul. It must be Love, Love that leads us to proper Relationship,.. one that nourishes and gives back… One that knows we are a part, not apart.One that lead us home….