within that hour of sunrise, just as the sun begins to reach over the tops of the trees, the forest awakens to greet the day with bird song and squirrels chasing after each other round and around the trunks of the tall red pines, hoping to win over the affection of the other while vying for territory all at the same time. if you walk among the trees within this hour you can almost hear them wake as they hold the silence of the night within them, around them like the melting blanket of snow that covers their surrounding grounds.
the silence of the night becomes held within the trees at the hour of dawn. they hold it within themselves, away from the bright light of day, protected until the sun sets and night awakens again.
the light of day is held within the trees at the hour of dusk. they hold it within themselves, away from the darkness of night, protected until the sun rises and day awakens again.
the duality of night and day, darkness and light held within the trees is also held within me. i am a creature of great darkness and depths able to shine brightly in the morning sun.
No comments:
Post a Comment