Communing With Trees

Under a dark sky and a glistening half moon
I walk quietly, lest I awaken the sun
As I and the trees silently commune
Melding in the energy of the universal One.

Majestic royal palms that stretch to the sky
Lift my soul up to their heady heights
Catching my breath in a wondrous sigh
Sensing their view of the celestial sights.

From Kamehameha Avenue to Liloa Rise
Comes the fragrance of the plumeria trees
That makes sweet thoughts in my mind arise
From these delicate blossoms that sensually please.

Downslope to O'ahu Avenue
On the corner awaits a dear old friend -
A massive monkeypod with the power to imbue
Its strength and healing it's happy to lend.

I thank the mango trees for their tasty treasures
And delight in the poinciana's flaming orange dance
The awesomeness of trees is beyond all measures
As is their value to the lives they enhance.

I wend my way home to begin my day
With this vision of nature's sanctity.
In my heart it will always be tucked away -
A testament to life's generosity..
Copyright © | Year Posted 2023

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Delaney Avatar
November 15, 2023 at 2:52 PM
You took me on a nostalgic journey, Molly I also love all the trees you mentioned. I was horrified when I read they were removing large old Monkeypods from Oahu Ave recently, but luckily have been save by petioners and Outdoor Circle. Hugs, SuZ
Delaney Avatar
November 16, 2023 at 2:34 PM
Hey Molly: They don’t understand how much they cool that parking lot. It would be a blasting furnace without them and the ambience and charm would be gone with them. Hope you have a wonderful Thanksgiving.
Moore Avatar
November 16, 2023 at 11:29 AM
Aloha, SuZ. Nice to find you here, and thank you for your comment. Yes, i was equally horrified when there was talk of removing all the monkey pods from Manoa Market Place. Too many trees are already being cut down to build the "monster" houses that take up every square inch of a property. Happy writing, SuZ, and have a good Thanksgiving. Warm aloha, Molly
Lane Avatar
October 6, 2023 at 5:37 PM
Hi Molly. It’s been many years since I visited the island. I’ll never forget seeing my first Banyan tree. You’ve expressed your lines very well. I’m so glad you’re here.
Moore Avatar
October 8, 2023 at 12:21 PM
A big mahalo for your nice comment, Lin. We do indeed have beautiful trees here, even though we don't have the colorful autumns of the mainland.
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