Their crowns converging

Forest of differences

Finding common ground

Syllables of light
lining bare limbs, floating
on winter’s surface

Shore Acres State Park, Oregon

 

 

Breathing 
With and for us
Our steady elders

Raising their trunks, a toast to the centuries
Flowing photons, rounds of rain, mist, warblers and chattering chickarees
Raspy-skinned with hearts of enormity
They raise their trunks
Toasting the centuries