Wordless Wednesday – On my Walk

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NaPoWriMo – Day #28

What secrets
have we forgotten
that we learned from the trees

What lessons
have the winds taught
that we no longer recall

Have the moon and the seas
stopped speaking to us
or have we just stopped listening

NaPoWriMo – Day #23

I walked up the hill
past the old climbing tree
and down the path
into the woods.
There is a deep layer
of dead, brown leaves
from last year,
maybe several years.
They crunch under foot,
like walking through skeletons.
Yet, the buds on the trees
are swelling, greening.
This is not morbid,
it simply is
the way things are,
life and death together.
Perhaps
our insistence
on separating the two,
on fearing and denying death
is what’s abnormal.

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