In the Deep Red Heart of the Wood

In the Deep Red Heart of the Wood, Margaret Mair, original art
In the Deep Red Heart of the Wood, Margaret Mair, original art
In the hollow
Where the students
Gathered to smoke
Half-hidden
Among the trees
When the trees were
Still there,
I see the butchered
Remnants of an
Ice-felled giant.
On the leaf-splattered ground,
A log cut and split
Dark bark outside
Hugging wood’s pale flesh
Surrounding the stillness
Of a deep red heart.
No branches, no leaves,
No roots, this trunk;
No longer living.
Stilled
So that from the richness
Of our imaginations
We may carve
The swirling grain into
An echo
Of our dreams
Of life.
 
 
Written by Margaret Mair
Painting, original art by Margaret Mair
 
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2 responses to “In the Deep Red Heart of the Wood

  1. “So that from the richness
    Of our imaginations
    We may carve
    The swirling grain into
    An echo
    Of our dreams
    Of life…”
    extremely moving and intensely beautiful, Margaret.
    thank you now and always for sharing the depth of your creative soul.
    xo

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