Soul of the Redwood
by Tom Casey in Seattle (206) 849-6752
If time ringed life within me the way it marks your years,
my courage would stand as tall as yours and hold back amber tears
that purify the daylight and protect you through the night
when gales howl and thunder roars and cordite lightening strikes.
If my roots tapped the earth like yours and drank from ancient springs,
drawing strength from rich, dark soil while ravens and blue jays sing
the songs of life and death and change that echo high and far
beyond our brief encounter with this planet and its star.
So when condors soar again above your summer canopy
and salmon swim cool streams in June that run down to the sea,
II know they'll recognize you then as the Keeper of the Hours
tho turns the months to centuries and hears the children's prayer
for one last chance to find a place in a new world twice restored
where trees have souls and bear and elk and deer and wolves come home.
In Print This Week:
Dec 5, 2013
vol XXIV issue 49
The North Coast Journal Weekly
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