Trees are the Centre-Peace of Life

The tree is the centre-peace of life. I often walk past them in silent recognition that they are dinosaurs. Yet that ancient living tree has come from the smallest seed. I see clearly their stability, structure, function and interrelationship in the ecosystem and without them there is no life. Imagine a world without trees.

I remember in Canada, I was staying for a time in Burlington, Ontario. As I walked around I noticed there were no birds, the power lines were underground. In Australia we always see birds everywhere, on power lines, in trees, the life is there. That was the moment I thought about no trees and no birds. How easily we can take nature for granted. We simply do not know any different

OUR TREE

Natures knows growth no preoccupation with disintegration,

such security in sameness,

interdependency, routine and rhythm,

no problems, no starvation, no lonely heart,

the natural world so precise, so calm no horse without the cart.

The sun a concoction, a billion nuclear explosions,

sets into mythology,

the mystical entity seems part of a human life,

regular, timing, defines the pace,

never moves too fast, too slow blinds you like a maize.

I look at the tree,

bursts forth from a tiny seed,

the energy amassed as it is finally freed,

the root structure spreads in waves diving deep into the body of the earth,

secure, strong, need and desire,

pods germinate from expressions of fire.

Watching over centuries, buds open their hands,

colour flourishes an orchestra out of tune,

never missing a beat and arriving too soon.

Assisting, helping, mutual respect,

the energy flows a cosmic mattress pulsating the life,

ripples, movement, the soul of the light,

manifests itself in an ecosystem,

you know it is right.

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