Monday, January 13, 2014

Daily Meditation

Anytime I catch myself considering my life tough, I walk to the park and meditate upon this tree and tell myself to push harder and grow stronger.  

Interior Rhyme

I have seen a whole tree
grow through a crack in stone
and through the winter cleave
the rock to make a home.

In the spring the broad limbs
sing with the perches they provide
then summer with the fledglings
that fly into the sky.

Then the autumn turns
into the cooling days
and leaves as the sunlight burns
in a falling, glorious blaze.

The seasons change,
yet I remain.

Garrett Buhl Robinson