“The Rings of Life” — Image by kenne
Tree Rings
They are silent scars,
tree rings,
simple markers of time
that ignores
the story between the lines,
the seasons of starvation,
the winters that lingered,
the days of summer, of wine and dance,
the wild mistakes
and the wilder joys,
the droughts and soft nights of love,
all of them lost in the lines,
each so similar to the next,
markers of age, so easily seen by others,
who cannot know your story in all it’s richness
unless you have the courage
to leave the lines behind,
tell your own tale
like the bards of old,
creating a truth more true than honesty,
more true than markers or memories,
or the lies of time.
Great photo and poem.
Thanks, Tom. I hope you and your family are doing well during these times. — kenne
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