In late afternoon
wind and redwoods
get together to talk
about the ocean.
They are remembering
mist that arrived before dawn:
call it manna,
or grace.
The trees make a vow
to stand all night
so they won’t miss it.
In late afternoon
wind and redwoods
get together to talk
about the ocean.
They are remembering
mist that arrived before dawn:
call it manna,
or grace.
The trees make a vow
to stand all night
so they won’t miss it.