Evergreens of Ages Now
....and as i stood gazing into the heavens,
i was re-minded of some whisperings that had once passed before,
“is not the right to critique with gawker’s of leavens,
what keeps one from entering through the door”....
—-while in the midst of hearing cloudy swirls,
goes my thought-full yesterday’s of waundering walkabouts,
and to my wondering eye in need of joy-full sounding purls,
comes the awakened dreams within of knowing my inner-clout….
—-i am the shadow of my tallest tree,
where the image you have cast of me emblazes your likened self,
yet in the saplings all around the soul of trees gave life as free,
and the many still stood their ground just content to please one’s-self….
—-give up the right to make things right,
and watch the coming dawn birth forth descenders of the glories,
where in the heart of all i am was found the power of might,
just as i ascended to heights of evergreens of ages now in all my stories….
Trees and wood and board and batten siding, make up for some sure fine images all set against the canvassed ether of a blue sky, giving way to all that is needed to make this story of ‘wood art’ complete.
...in the soul of the tree, I found the spirit of wood….as one who was telling me the in-grained dreams that make up the hearts of workers of wood....
This is taken from the deck of a cabin we have, that is getting ready, ( ....how do you get ready?) to become a major project of cabin renovation. This is one of the areas of my life that is now starting to speed up, as I move into this time of spring….
Have a very good day, and….
-- --frank, NH, http://rusticwoodart.tumblr.com/