Print # 26: Autumn Mystery Tree

What is the mystery of an autumn tree? If the tree could speak, what ballads would it recite? What wisdom would it reveal? Standing proud and strong with its glorious yellow-green canopy, this autumn wonder is a visual reminder of the miracle of nature.

Inspirational Poems

Advice from a Tree

Stand Tall and Proud
Sink your roots deeply into the Earth
Reflect the light of a greater source
Think long term
Go out on a limb
Remember your place among all living beings
Embrace with joy the changing seasons
For each yields its own abundance
The Energy and Birth of Spring
The Growth and Contentment of Summer
The Wisdom to let go of leaves in the Fall
The Rest and Quiet Renewal of Winter

Feel the wind and the sun
And delight in their presence
Look up at the moon that shines down upon you
And the mystery of the stars at night.
Seek nourishment from the good things in life
Simple pleasures
Earth, fresh air, light

Be content with your natural beauty
Drink plenty of water
Let your limbs sway and dance in the breezes
Be flexible
Remember your roots

Enjoy the view!

By Ilan Shamir

Ancient Trees

When you enter a grove peopled with ancient trees, higher than the ordinary, and shutting out the sky with their thickly inter-twined branches, do not the stately shadows of the wood, the stillness of the place, and the awful gloom of this doomed cavern then strike you with the presence of a deity?
By Seneca

Invitation to the past

Through walls of rain and autumn dust,
I come to visit our park
And guard the pieces of the past.

I go around the yellow tree...
It didn't change; as good as new.
It drops a sunny tear for me
The way it used to cry for you.

I check the bench: it's all the same.
It keeps the vibrance of your life
And the inscription of my name
Scribbled by your pocket knife.

I count the stars. They use to leave
Because they never like to wait.
They find it easy to believe
That love is wrong and I am late.

I don't agree. I call them back
For you may come that very night
To watch the sky, and their lack
Will dim the power of the light.

They all return to wait with me.
My love is strong and stars subdue.
So, if you come again, you'll see
That everything remembers you.

by Nitta Love