The agriculture of ideas.
I plant a seed, water, fertilize, Loving care is sunlight.
A plant grows. I nurture.
Sustaining self, my tree hosts bird’s roost, squirrel’s play…
Oxides become oxygen. Sunlight materializes … more tree.
A cat is stranded. Neighbors gather. Someone rescues. Generations of arbor-fueled stories of love, mystery, and madness.
Strong old tree holds
a swing, a house
(tree-fort, castle, ship, lighthouse), a noose.
Canopy cools child play, makes
secret spots for lovers un-locked hearts.
Picnics, wedding vows, last rights.
Stories are told.
Holiday lights; field mice, mysterious messages, butterfly wings, moss and termites call it home.
Generations know this tree.
Nuts fall. New seeds.
A new tree grows,
And so it goes.
© Christie James, 2011