This Beautiful Tree

What is a tree?
Would you grab it?
Grasp it?
Nail it down?
“Here it is”,
“I have it”,
“It’s mine”,
Though you know not,
What you have,
Nor what you do,
Everything but,
What you may think,
Everything a “tree” is not.


The tree in the seed,
The seed in the tree,
A star shining so bright,
With vast space within,
Sunshine, rain, earth, air,
Of you, of me, all mixed,
One and not-one.
A constant miraculous flow,
A wonderful eternity,
Ever present,
Of no-coming,
Of no-going.
A permanent reality,
Here for a moment,
This beautiful ‘tree’.

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