A Tree & A Small Drop of Rain
I write with my heart,
but the pieces are scattered,
stuck in the pages of another time,
sealed in a book somewhere,
dripping out in small drops of rain.
(March 11, 2013)
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When I walked by this tree, I saw a little face in his trunk. The first time I noticed it, I smiled wide. I had my camera with me, but didn't feel that I had time to stop. "Next time", I said to myself. I walked by that face a few times before I finally snapped a photo. It's nice to know that the very simplest things can bring a smile to my face and even induce laughter at the thought of it and what reaches me and when. I love when life surprises and provides these little gifts. This here is a photo of that tree that tickled my being into laughter.
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About Rebbecca
I love to write, to express, to explore. Mostly I journal; and if something moves me, I try to capture it in a poem. I live in the East Bay; enjoy reading, writing, cooking; being in nature; walking; and riding my bike.
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Rebbecca’s Favorite Books
Demian, Siddhartha, The death of Ivan Ilyich, Barrabbas, Being Peace, Writing Down the Bones
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How nice to have such a friendly tree to brighten your life each time you pass by. Thank you for sharing, and say hello to the face for me. You have given him an international reputation here on Red Room.
I will say hello and give the
I will say hello and give the face a big smile for you, Sue. It's amazing how many little things can brighten up our days as we pass by. Thanks so much for visiting and saying hello to the face in the tree. : )