Walbran Valley
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I hear the ghost of Sister Forest
singing
when the moon is full,
singing
when the moon is full,
on the denuded slopes.
"Our roots, our hearts are here,
though our bodies are all gone.
Our bodies are all gone,
our souls have nowhere
to belong.
"When you see what you have sown
on the mountains no one owns,
plant a tree, plant a tree,
in memory of me."
Perfect, Sherry!
ReplyDeleteOh, Sherry this is a beautiful lament... sad, heart ripping beauty full of truth song. ♥
ReplyDeleteAh, beautiful. Really songful and soulful. k.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful Sherry, a sad lament that should haunt whoever hears it,
ReplyDeleteElizabeth
Such a sorry sight to see so many trees felled.
ReplyDeleteAntsy to plant a tree this spring. It's almost time here.
ReplyDeleteThe deed of planting a tree... that's what should be rewarded... let it grow, let it grow.. let it fill the hills... come sow... come sow these barren hills of mine.. You had me humming along.
ReplyDeletePerfect! Picture and words. Keep channeling their words. We all need you. I've planted three trees to make up for the one that I had to take down before it toppled on someone.
ReplyDeleteA beautiful lament this is and we should plant trees, make hope happen,
ReplyDeleteAnd what a song she sings - our sister forest. Yes we can dance to that song
ReplyDeleteThanks for a lovely response Sherry
Much love...
This is beautifully expressed Sherry :D
ReplyDeleteJust lovely! It dances, yes - and is terrible yet hopeful.
ReplyDeleteWhat a lovely musical tribute...our souls have nowhere to belong...plant a tree in memory of me...Love it...
ReplyDeleteLove this, Sherry. Love the refrain here.
ReplyDeleteForests are one of my favourite places, like family. I only wish I could compose the music for this beautiful and plaintive requiem. Still, I can plant a tree...smiles
ReplyDeleteThat simple act repeated by us all will go far in healing our planet. Lovely!
ReplyDeleteWhat a sad song Sherry. Such destruction of the forests should never happen. Just to build more places to live, too expensive for most of us to live in. Wonderful write!
ReplyDeleteI'm sure Mother Earth is happy with this offering. Thanks, it was a beautiful poem.
ReplyDeleteGreetings from London.
Plant lots of trees! But also leave the ancient ones standing! We will not see their like again. Lovely poem.
ReplyDeleteOne of the most beautiful thing, I love about Toronto, is its urban forests, that covers so much of the city. Sadly, many of its Ash trees have been cut down due to an insect invasion. May all trees cut down, be replace, by those, native to that region, and not force monocultured trees, by those, who cut them.
ReplyDeleteI like the message in this, Sherry! We definitely do need more trees!
ReplyDeleteThe repetition of "plant a tree" in your closing is so powerful, Sherry
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