A dying tree peels back its outer layer bit by bit, slowly disrobing
in its promenade to death. And even as it reveals
its time-ravaged body, it does so with grace and dignity
so that there is beauty at the end of life.
Posted in Fall, tagged beauty, contemplation, death, dignity, grace, photography, writing on October 28, 2011| 1 Comment »
A dying tree peels back its outer layer bit by bit, slowly disrobing
in its promenade to death. And even as it reveals
its time-ravaged body, it does so with grace and dignity
so that there is beauty at the end of life.
Posted in Fall, tagged competition, contemplation, contest, dignity, nurturing, photography, sunlight on September 30, 2011| Leave a Comment »
The settling of sunlight is random; a spot here, a brush there, a sweep,
a passage, a glimpse. There is competition for this photosynthetic
nurturing; a branch reaches out, grasses stretch to rise up
out of the shade, leaves arch and torque for the best exposure.
And even though life and death hang in the balance
of this contest, there is always dignity.