Trees

Of course, with trees
size, canopy and trunk
are all the visual rage

under-looked the hidden
page, the rich story
of roots – a vast network
of quietly, dutifully serving

like the people of a city
far beneath its towers

the High-risers of man
I doubt of God….

as with clouds
their fluffy, puffy floating

far beneath such lofty trance

overshadowed
are the boughs of 
rivers and streams
tucked safely away
in their fluid mirrors 
humble nests of 
yet higher reflection….

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Susan Lawrence

Date: 8/7/2023 4:09:00 AM

Poignant and reflective Joe . Loved your imagery ! Trees … symbol of life ! Susan :)

Joe Dimino
Date: 8/7/2023 8:29:00 AM

Thank you, Susan. Yes, tree of life -- as much of us existing beneath the surface as visibly above, dwelling just as real, in the nutrient of divine spirit. Dive into that mirror surface of river and stream, realizing the illusion to an extent of images, finding an entire universe of new discovery. Entering new seas of consciousness. I love Christ! I love God, but cannot tell you how many times I have had a bible held in front of me, and a born again Christian shouting at me -- Get the hence, Satan! All for just looking beneath the surface of Bible understanding. I can see why governments would not tell their people the truth of UFO's and alien civilizations should they exist outside of fiction. It would not shake my faith in Jesus Christ one cell of worship. Seeing and worshiping not just the Man Image, but the Son of God Reflection.