Monday, June 25, 2007

438 Tree - Jane Hirshfield

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.

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