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Retired archaeologist and governmental tree-hugger. I'm a: United Methodist lay pulpit supply preacher; semi-professional photographer; and poet.

Saturday, December 26, 2015

BIG BANG.




The tree fell with a mighty, jarring, crash -
A rude disturbance creating a silent void;
Until, seconds later, birds sang new songs.
The corpse lies still, as time passes slowly.

And it becomes lesser as insects feed on its carcass;
And it becomes greater as fungi and worms transform it;
And new light falls in its absence where once was darkness;
And new life flourishes within the nourishment of death.

~ Tiwago



(photography by tiwago)

1 comment:

Martha Jane Orlando said...

Beautiful photo and reflection to match. Blessings, Tim, and Merry Christmas!