Trees

[poliphilo]

The trees are close to a busy road, but there's a silence around them. They have an aura and the aura is charged with a mood so utterly non-human that it would be a travesty to try and characterise it.

Even so I find it calming.

What do trees think about? "Think" is the wrong word of course. "Contemplate" would be better. So what do they "contemplate"? I think they contemplate water- how it falls, drips, percolates, slides, rises, drifts about them. Do they notice us? I suspect they do, but only as an aura impinging on their aura- as something ratcheted-up and fast-moving and quickly gone.

Comments

[poliphilo.livejournal.com]

I'd love to know what it feels like to be a tree- and especially a very old tree that has seen generations come and go.

[jackiejj.livejournal.com]

There was a delightful movie, Mr. Sycamore, made in the early '80s with actor Jason Robard playing the part of a man who so loved trees that he willed himself to turn into one.

I looked for it on Netflix, but, alas.

[poliphilo.livejournal.com]

I can imagine Robards becoming a tree. He had just the right gnarly quality. I'd like to see that film.