Vanished

Silence saturates
           the old footpath
                     that brought
                                 them to me.
 
                                           Children who played under                                      
                                           my cover have long vanished.
 
They sought
           pleasure from
                     Earth’s treasure.
 
                                           Knowing the joy
                                           of one another.
 
Their free spirit
           laughter infused
                     life into my roots.
 
                                           Branches are now dry and
                                           leaves whither from grief.
 
Butterflies have
           vanished, the last
                     bird nest felled
                                 by a storm.
                         
                                           My children never
                                           knew I wasn’t just a tree.

 

© Rob Taylor, 2020



“The human being is the only component of creation that can oppose, or that has a propensity to oppose, its essential function. Only the human being is capable of an ambition to dominate nature: to hate, to nullify peace, or even aspire to an understanding of her or his inner essence.”

Taylor, Rob. The Irreducible Primary: A Dialogue on Nature, Spirituality, and the Human Condition (p. 83). Rob Taylor. Kindle Edition.