Talking with the Trees

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1. 

   Tessa

   April 10, 2013 at 2:06 am

   Perfect advice! I shall be doing that today at the forest.

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2. 

   Bobbi

   April 11, 2013 at 1:12 pm

   sharing a little poem….

   When I Am Among the Trees

   When I am among the trees,
   especially the willows and the honey locust,
   equally the beech, the oaks and the pines,
   they give off such hints of gladness.

   I would almost say that they save me, and daily.
   I am so distant from the hope of myself,
   in which I have goodness, and discernment,
   and never hurry through the world
   but walk slowly, and bow often.

   Around me the trees stir in their leaves
   and call out, “Stay awhile.”
   The light flows from their branches.
   And they call again, “It’s simple,” they say,
   “and you too have come’into the world to do this, to go easy, to be filled
   with light, and to shine.”

   Mary Oliver

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