Tall Pine

I am honored that the Grandmother's Circle the Earth Foundation published this poem.

Tall Pine

Upon her crystal shores... waves of shimmering light.
Part of a larger symphony near water's edge.
Under tall pine a leaf gently spirals to the ground.
A small note... unheard by most. A piece of that song.

A myriad of light from so far away... but really not so far.
A glimmer highlights the base of tall pine.
Blending with the fallen leaf's song.
A neighbor's melody of change.

A different forest. A new time.
Within the sounds... a symphony.
Within the rhythm... a remembrance.
A note heard by those who choose to listen.

Touched by a myriad of lights.
Reflecting upon a small leaf.
Sounds blending under tall pine.
Dancing around a tree... upon crystal shores.