life is never wasted…
Trees are always beautiful in every season…and down by our river there are still autumn colours but the Eucalyptus are showing a promise of things to come. Their arms stretch to heaven, and the joy they bring brightens the earth.
In the words of Joyce Kilmer:
I think that I shall never see
a poem lovely as a tree.
The road to Jerusalem winds with the curves of the river, around clay cliffs and through pine forests. Sunlight filters through tenacious trees, sometimes lighting up a leaf, outlining a rock. The peace is palpable, floating down from distant hilltops.
I leave the car and wander the river bank, search for fossils in the cliffs. No sounds except birdsong and the occasional bleating of sheep. Seed-heads are already forming on the wild parsley, and where the sun is warmest, the scent of gorse flowers.
above the leaning cliffs
(for D’verse haibun Monday)
15 See, I set before you today life and prosperity, death and destruction. 16 For I command you today to love the Lord your God, to walk in obedience to him, and to keep his commands, decrees and laws; then you will live and increase, and the Lord your God will bless you in the land you are entering to possess. Deuteronomy.