Find a place to stop and sit while light and orbit shift
To here and there, or there and here, or where we are to be
Light on redwood bark of a thousand year old tree
Hues of brown and sienna and sepia and coffee
At a point part way down bright glare makes light white and scattered
Masking clear vision of strands of bark as if the tree were tattered
Each strand of life perhaps a soft light of recollection
Lives passed as lives passed, hallowed in loving connection
Images or stories reverberate in time
Spectrum of our lives entwined
Intermittent shadows dark, in time our minds may ease
Like bright memories become diffused histories
Movement of the planet around the sun
Marking time or marking us, each one
Light so bright now gone away
And tomorrow will be another day
Trees do not spend a thousand years in shadow
Despite rain or fog, bright sun will not be laid low
Light so bright deep in a heart
Where to end and where to start
Find a place to stop and sit while light and orbit shift
To here and there, or there and here, or where we are to be
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