No hurry

No hurry. Read if you have time. One question, though. Tell me, if we truly believe the cliched phrase “Earth Day is everyday,” then why do we have a nationally recognized “Earth Day” tomorrow? Does this clear our conscience for all the days we didn’t celebrate Mother Earth enough? All I care about is consistency – you either talk the talk & walk the walk or we’re in a world of hurt. Just keep listening to the heartbeat of the earth and she will keep the pulse on our honesty. Happy Friday everyone (or Saturday if you are on the other side of the international dateline)! Cheers, Tyler

The ancient eavesdropper

At the start of the journey

I am in no hurry.

My feet hug the ground

and feel the curve of the land,

steps planted ever so lightly –

they rustle and move,

floating as leaves

at the whim of the wind.

A tall tree stands next to me,

its branches move

in sync with my breathing.

Growth rings collect,

circling the pupils of my eyes –

I see patterns fade and rise

annuli accuring, I blink,

a century gone, cambium-wise.

Warped, petrified wood,

dulled arrowhead,

dislocated jawbone,

fossil rust,

deep purpose.

Preserved and destroyed,

hidden in the ancient heart

of stone, blood and cosmic dust –

the earth is never hurried,

for she may not cross our path again.

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About tyler4turtles

I am an avid photographer, poet, ecologist, bookworm, blogger, art enthusiast and runner who calls Montana home but lives in Oregon.
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