they felled the aspen today
the one with the eyes that seemed to keep watch
when I sat in my garden and watched the squirrel
the rabbit looked up from its morning munch
to wonder perhaps if the sun was brighter
since the leaves no longer shaded the
space in which it sat
the birds seemed oblivious
their nesting cycles completed
they now rested in other branches
as these were laid to rest on the lawn
the aspen seemed to sigh relief
for it was free of its containment
its energy disbursed to be something new
perhaps one of the animal kingdom
it had nurtured over these many years
perhaps the wind it knew so intimately
of every seasons limb and leaf that swayed
and shimmered in those currents
perhaps the earthworm
which had so dutifully aerated
the compacted earth
and was now wriggling in its
upliftment with the roots
does this… once a tree
now decide what it shall be?
for it was man that planted it
and it was man that felled it
but the energy of what it is
the reality of who it is
will always live in the soul of its existence
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Dan
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