Everything has an antidote
it does not matter the size.
It does not need to be comparative.
The largest grief can be eased
by the smallest gift.
The smallest of troubling thoughts
may find relief
only from the immensity of sky.
But everything has an antidote
and everything in nature is alive.
The soul of things revives the soul in us.
The hidden core seeks out
its mirrored reflection,
in the wholeness that surrounds.
Nature hasn’t need for words
but echoes back our worth.
Its quiet understanding,
all the peace we need.
Ana Lisa de Jong
Living Tree Poetry
“Landscapes have a language of their own, expressing the soul of the things, lofty or humble, which constitute them, from the mighty peaks to the smallest of the tiny flowers hidden in the meadow’s grass”
Photo: Carol Haines (friend and fellow photographer for my new book ‘Heart Psalms‘)