A tree stands alone
Without notice, reaching out
Touching you, me, so much beyond
Hear its song–
Not so lonely
Watch its breath
Rooted, yet free
Stretched out–
Like the crimson horizon at sunset
A sign, perhaps–
Live each day in fullness
Poetic Alchemist
Poetry by Don Iannone
Andrew: Thanks. Yes, here’s to all the teachers in the world!
As a teacher, I love this! 🙂
Gautami: Indeed it does and could. Thanks for stopping.
rooted yet free
that kind of describes me!
😀
Polona: Thanks so much! Have a nice day.
Thanks Dan. Glad you enjoyed!
beautiful… both the photo and words…
Thank you, Don.