The Silent Memory of Trees
We often tear through the landscape with little regard for what we are passing. While trees are not sentient, my imagination hears and sees trees saying these words to us, while we live in a completely different time frame… not seeing an impending conclusion to our brief stay on the planet.
The photographs depict man seeing trees as they watch us, with the silent words of the trees pointing to the end.
"The Silent Memory of Trees"
I See You
from my high places
in my summer, winter
in my autumn, spring
..as you rush by
I know you
as you come, as you go
with your ever changing face
with your pain and deception
..as you push by
I survive you
as you pull me down
as you neglect me
as you forget me
..as you fade away
I am here.. you are gone
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