Friday, September 18, 2015

lesser to their greater

subdued by coastal redwoods

a mature redwood forest endures few animals below its crowns,

there, a deep dark gloom befits that world,
as if here it’s time to be only serious, subdued, daunted,

when sun beams through gaps in the crown,
a moment can surprise you
and laugh like a young child,
a child who can penetrate 
the gloom of the old 
with a moment’s joy,

most times I find a welcoming in the woods,
an openness to the animal, to the human,

yet the coastal redwoods know themselves
in a way that can deny a place for us, we humans,
except as temporary visitors, lesser to their greater.

by Henry H. Walker
September 1, ‘15

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