Treasure Island

Jane Hirshfield

(New York / United States)

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.

Submitted: Thursday, May 23, 2013
Edited: Thursday, May 23, 2013

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