Untitled (You say that trees bring their art to the world)

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Delirious, dauntless and dissolute – this Autumn breeze, brilliant petals
of pink and gold that serve as a backdrop to tousled hair and reddening
contour; reading what I have just written, I now believe that the season
is synonymous, the growing cycle gifts with both ripeness and maturity;
it’s no less than a step towards realizing, recognizing and reclaiming
true self.

I am what I have always been – fiery, determined with a purpose of
fulfilling my life’s direction. You say that trees bring their art to the world,
their branches
taking root in the sky— but tell me for I understand not, I
have lived so long with rough-barked beauties, so long that I’d hug them
had there not been people flitting around. Do they feel the way we do?
And when the season wraps them in scarlet, do they carry on with hope?

 

 

 

Photo credits: “Traces,” by Mara Light, Pinterest

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46 Replies to “Untitled (You say that trees bring their art to the world)”

  1. Oh Sanaa….this is just beautiful! “I have lived so long with rough-barked beauties” – what an amazing line. The identification with nature here in the autumnal season is wondrous….and the questioning the feelings of the trees? Existential to the penultimate. I love this response to the prompt! Thank you!

  2. Truly beautiful writing, Sanaa: I would not blame you for hugging a tree! Your closing questions are heartrendingly poignant.❤️We must surely carry on with hope in these difficult times.

  3. I read much more than just the love of the trees in this, to me, this is about how you may continue growing even when it seems most impossible… after winter comes spring

  4. but tell me for I understand not, I
    have lived so long with rough-barked beauties,

    I loved this image. Reminded me of people I have known and lived around… crusty on the outside, full of life on the inside!

  5. As soon as I saw the title, I knew I would love it, Sanaa! And I love the way you have woven the prompt line into your words. I so identify with the words: ‘I have lived so long with rough-barked beauties, so long that I’d hug them had there not been people flitting around’. I hug them regardless!

  6. Another excellent effort, weaving the prompt line in seamlessly. Your prose, like mine, can’t help but be poetic. I adore any work about trees. I’ve written several; their existential potential is huge. I liked, “I am what I have always been–fiery”.

    1. Awwww gosh! Thank you so much, Glenn 😀 so glad you liked it! 💄❤️

      (You are always so generous with praise) 🙂

  7. This is just beautiful, Sanaa. I love the way your wrap it all up, magnificen!. My favorite is “that trees bring their art to the world,
    their branches taking root in the sky.” Nicely done!

  8. I could just copy and paste every line for this is so beautiful but this line stands out even higher than the others for me “You say that trees bring their art to the world, their branches taking root in the sky” I love that image and that impossible possibility.

  9. “And when the season wraps them in scarlet, do they carry on with hope?”

    I love this entire piece! We do not appreciate trees enough.

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