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Click hereWhy do pine trees
rise so high?
Towering timbers
awarded highest in the sky.
The oaks reach outward
content in their size
and the maple's colors
their sense of pride.
Watching the forest
fall, grow and rise.
Contemplation while sitting
in a bowl of Bonsai.
rising in the midst of tall timber...how well you draw the view...smiles...blue
to see the forest in the trees. This is a good one. sand
MET, I like the ideas you put forth here that there is more than one way to measure accomplishment or pride. A Bonsai's strength lies in illusion: how poetic is that? :-) ~cos
I love your ZMP ZMA!! Thankyou again!! Does this poem tell that sitting in a woods is like being smal and sitting in a japanese shrunk plant bowl? I like it alot!!!
bowl of Bonsai=a fine image, creates stillness in the readers mind. Lovely poem, Art.
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