Living Tree Poetry

Its in the way we see.
The way we stop to note,
the blessing is not so much
in the planned,

the up ahead intent,
but almost instead
in the little scenes at centre left,
the sacraments upon the way.

The heaven meeting earth
flashes,
like shooting stars
too frequent to recognise,

but when seen with open eyes
and stilled soft breath,
are known then as
the most real things,

the many reasons we’re here.

Ana Lisa de Jong
Living Tree Poetry
November 2019

A Wayside Sacrament

Never lose an opportunity of seeing anything that is beautiful; for beauty is God’s handwriting ~ a wayside sacrament. Welcome it in every fair face, in every fair sky, in every fair flower, and thank God for it as a cup of blessing.

~ Ralph Waldo Emerson