The trees took my thoughts,
spun them up through the lights in their branches,
sent back an illustration
that clarified everything
In that way, it was a conversation -
what they told me, what I told them.
Between us, there was much uplift,
in gesture and perspective,
depth of dimension, colors, light,
exaltation in what, together,
we came to understand.
©Wendy Mulhern
September 29, 2020
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