Tree - Jane Hirshfield

Larry Robinson Lrobpoet at sonic.net
Thu Aug 19 05:21:03 PDT 2021


Tree

It is foolish
to let a young redwood   
grow next to a house.

Even in this   
one lifetime,
you will have to choose.

That great calm being,
this clutter of soup pots and books—

Already the first branch-tips brush at the window.   
Softly, calmly, immensity taps at your life.

	- Jane Hirshfield


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