Darkness: The Internal vs. External
my dearest trees,
would you mind helping me out?
some will set you on fire. others will try to implode you so that their machinery muscles can weave through either side of you. and together these titanic tidal waves will try to negate your efforts, and all the light you’ve absorbed these 4.5 billion years of patiently growing, by acting as though you never existed.
in this case, take a little advice from Ansel Adams:
"a good photograph is knowing where to stand."
because good things take time. they take exposure. they take a bit of light and darkness coming together to enforce a new reality. in other words, a little good and a little bad help develop its inevitable greatness. don’t forget the fire, the implosion, or the tidal waves, my trees. embrace them. then prove the bastards wrong by growing even more and reaching new heights.
maybe my scars are leftover craters from my Cretaceous period and my moles and freckles are mountains and valleys that have been in-the-making for the better part of my most recent billion years.
perhaps my whole body is more of a landscape - more of an earth- than i realize, and maybe, when writing, i should always start here:
with my tree filled, cliff hanger fingers and my hot core pumping iron and oxygen through my rooty veins.
after all, if my hangnails are trees, i’ve got some growing to do.
"The crowd was famish’d by degrees; but two
Of an enormous city did survive,
And they were enemies; they met beside
The dying embers of an alter-place,
Where had been heap’d a mass of holy things
For an unholy usage…
The populous and the powerful— was a lump…”
Byron put it simply.
so, may we use our ever-tempting good hearts to do the good that is necessary, that is vital in pumping the oxygen through this large earth’s veins. lord knows we trees could use it.
the skin perched on my fingertips would challenge the notion how forests grow.
because she’ll take your breath away.
happy earth day.
because sometimes we get tired of trying.
may we always write with more than just our words.
because anything can happen.
never settle for a view less than what you deserve.
because sometimes we need a cup of sun.
(Source: Flickr / jeffwillson)