Redwood Counselors

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I didn't earn it at first.

Love was like wind.

I could sense it all around her,

but I could not see any use for it. 


Still, with patience, we walked

in tall stands of trees together.

Ones that had been there for so long, 

red-barked and towering with wisdom.


The branches quivered and stirred

as we passed their anchored homes.

Murmurs perhaps, of their discontent with me.


I reached out to feel the deep crevices

furrowed in the rough and weathered bark.

Counsel, it seemed, for a fool.


The Redwoods all around us whispered

through a restless and knowing breeze,

“Let her in and don’t look back.”

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Bon Mot ►


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John Botterill

Thu 25th May 2023 19:21

Fascinating poem, Mike. Loved it.

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Uilleam Ó Ceallaigh

Sat 20th May 2023 20:59

Thanks Mike.
We have much to learn from nature-and we'd better start listening!

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Kevin Tan

Fri 19th May 2023 20:54


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