Have you ever wondered what tree and river may say to each other, such opposite yet age-old neighbours? This poem was inspired by a rain forest walk with friends on the Sunshine Coast of British Columbia, and by this photo taken by my talented partner Jonathan H. Lee (subtledream.com)
“Hello again, my friend”, says tree to river.
“You look different every moment, yet I recognize you, know you well. I watch your endless incarnations.”
River rumbles in greeting, and flows on.
Centuries-old friends, they could not be more different.
One breathing life in and out, the other filling all its forms.
One steady in a world of change. One always changing, yet steady in its essence.
They alone know they are one, springing forth from the same source, in ancient future present conversation.
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