Up look up lay
your body against the rough
thick weathered bark smelling
the earthy scent seeping
into your clothes your arms
wrap themselves wide
close your eyes
clearing your mind
only hearing muffled deep sounds
of the forest whispers
you can’t hear
when you are not
** This post is part of Leanne Cole’s weekly Monochrome Madness. You can find the collection of monochrome images for this week HERE.
Thank you, Pike. I love your image this week! Looking forward to commenting when you post.
oh the beautiful trees!
🙂 This grove is so impressive, Cybele. Thank you.
This is a stunning photograph, Carrie. I looked and looked at it and felt it drawing me in, lifting me up, inviting me to wrap my arms and hold it tight as you describe in your poem. Really, Carrie, I was mesmerized.
I love how much you adore redwoods, Janet. It is a lovely connection we have. Thank you for looking so closely and taking it all in.
These trees are part of a set of about 5 or 6 beyond massive trees all lined perfectly up and spaced equally apart. All growing from a nurse log that has long ago decomposed. They are quite a sight!