A Vision

 

I see a forest in my mind,

Where the trees all have new bark

And the space between the branches

            is filled with stars.

 

And there is one tree among the rest,

My tree,

Planted when the world was young,

Now ancient and vast

With strong, deep roots into the Earth

And boughs that touch the Heavens.

 

I call her “the friendship tree”,

Philodendron.

 

 


Gaelic

 

 

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