Pine box

If I can
grow old
like a tree —
preserving
life with every
fiber of its
being —
then my
pine box
will not be
an end
but a
beginning.

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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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12 Responses to Pine box

  1. So true. Excellent post.

  2. Funny you should post this poem today, Tyler. If you haven’t looked at FG this evening, you might like it πŸ˜‰ Best wishes, WG

  3. Outstanding. I love the sentiment *and* the way you’ve expressed it, Tyler. Richard and I have promised each other a ‘toast’ (cremation) followed by a tossβ€”into a garden or woods or some such, wherever there’s greenery hungry for a little ash feeding. πŸ™‚ I appreciate being amid the trees and out in nature in life; why shouldn’t I return the favor. πŸ˜€
    Happy first-week-of-February!
    Kathryn

    • Thank you, Kathryn! I’m glad you agree, my friend! When I die, I want my cremated remains scattered in the aspen grove by my Montana home. What an eventful first week of February…it’s snowing in Corvallis, Oregon today! It’s been such a dry Winter here that I’m relieved to see the white stuff on my doorstep! Hope you have a wonderful day πŸ™‚
      Cheers,
      Tyler

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