On Being a Tree

Card 17, Gallery 1

That little bird is not a bird,
but a fully grown woman,
who often sat quietly dreaming
of whatever she might become.

Remembers a time in past
when she called herself
“a sister to trees, and
a maker of stones.”

Thoughts wrap gently around
that sudden reminder,
of a past filled with dreams
of being something different.

Of standing firm and tall,
as soft wind rustles through
branches where small birds might
seek shelter and abundant nurture.

Where words become weighted stones
of hard earned truth,
and roots dig deep
to hold her in place

from one day to another.

Elizabeth Crawford 5/3/2020

Notes: Image is from the Soul Cards, created by Deborah Koff-Chapin.
Her site may be found here: https://touchdrawing.com/
After Aprils madness of writing a poem a day, I find myself wanting to continue. I used to use the Soul Cards in my writing classes to encourage my students to find different ways to tell their stories. Or to take a ‘Soul Journey’. So, for the coming days, I will be doing the same.

About 1sojournal

Loves words and language. Dances on paper to her own inner music. Loves to share and keeps several blogs to facilitate that. They can be found here: https://1sojournal.wordpress.com/ https://soulsmusic.wordpress.com/ http://claudetteellinger.wordpress.com/
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2 Responses to On Being a Tree

  1. Sherry Marr says:

    I love this, the branches that shelter and nurture small birds, the roots deep and strong…..a dreaming tree, singing songs to the woman who is a sister to trees. Beautiful, Elizabeth.


  2. Excellent tree, and obviously protective.

    Thank you Sara.



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