My Little Apple Tree
If peace can have a scent, it takes me to your side
where leaf is green and flowers bloom and bees so happily abide.
You stand so like an angel with branches stretched like wings toward the sky
and wanting Heaven too, I lean against your steady bark and quietly I sigh.
I am lost in the sweet presence that makes the blossoms escape from your tiny tips
and I close my eyes and feel It as "thank you" slips from my lips.
You teach me what I need to know without useless word or thought;
You show me what I am and you show me what I'm not.
I breathe you in and when I do I breathe in all that I could ever be.
Somehow I find the truth I seek, in you,
my little apple tree.
my little apple tree.
-Me...
©Dale-Lyn (Pen) (May 30, 2018)
I thought I would put this up again because I realized I missed shooting and appreciating my little apple trees outside while they were in beautiful bloom. Sometimes we get so caugt up in our heads we fail to see and appreciate what is right in front of us. And apple trees in blossom are amazing to smell, see, hear (all the buzzing within them) and simply experience. We really do not want to miss such things in life! Sigh! Luckily photograhpy can help us to remember what we are missing... to some degree at least.
All is wel!
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