The Magnificent Tree
I am in mourning for my fallen tree, the hundred-plus-year-old
box elder that graced our back yard. With four trunks, on its own,
it made our yard into a forest. Now the critters that made it their home
on different levels, have packed their bags to find a new one.
Soon we will plant new trees, or flowers, or maybe a vegetable garden.
It will be fine, though for now I see the great tree’s shadow,
tall and proud and alive as ever, the squirrels and woodpeckers
busy living their amazing lives, all of us together, partners in the world.
Bill Mayer, A DISTANCE APART