I lie back on the plastic that I was cutting to reduce the amount of leaks inside my TreeHouse-
just for a sec….
Wow- see that massive spider’s web, hanging ‘bout 60’ up, in the middle of ‘NoWhere’?
= equals =
You know, when I was maybe an inch shorter than I am now –about 4 decades ago- I used to take the fallen bark from similar trees as these, and pull the different layers apart and put them back together the ‘Right Way’ using the sap -that hung like a frozen drop of water from the side of any tree you see- as glue. I called them ‘JigSaw Puzzle Trees’.
Slowly, I begin to spin ‘round on the plastic where I lay, and stop with the top of my head near the base of this tree… Wow.
What an incredible Point of View.
I close my eyes a moment, shifting gears in my mind, and when I open them again
–I Am An ANT.
I’ve gotta pick the Right Trail, to make My Way with this Mighty Load.
My mind is weary….
But Hey- Ain’t that View up there, just so unexpectedly, incredibly nice to see?
Well, lookey here now- from this ‘New’ Point of View, it don’t look long til this Journey brings me back to A Place I used to look to find my Peace…
Another damn Dead-End!
What?! O-right… gotta fix the leak in the roof,
where the rain keeps getting’ in….
***too bad sunshine don’t ‘leak’