I am grateful
For the trees
~
That point
To the sky
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Their branches show me
Eternity.
~

Words and Thoughts, for Life
I am grateful
For the trees
~
That point
To the sky
~
Their branches show me
Eternity.
~

“National Robin Day is an annual nationwide event raising awareness of small birds and other wildlife in winter and how we can help them through this tough time of year...The cold winter months are especially tough for animals; as temperatures drop and food becomes scarce, wildlife such as garden birds need a little extra help.” Visit https://www.nationalrobinday.co.uk/ to find out more!
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A robin sang
from the branches of a winter tree
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His belly was as bright as the day
his breast red as the sunset
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Gracing my winter spirit
with tones of happiness.
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It is the twelfth month
Of the year
~
And I am here
Amongst jackdaws and rooks
~
Take a close look
At this planet of green
~
The only one that we know
And have seen
~
And ask yourself:
Where
~
Would you like it
To go…?
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On the hills
All is so still
~
Even the ponies feeding
Is as quiet as the wind reading
~
The contours
Of the land
~
And as you look
The croaking of rooks
~
Drifts past
As the clouds
~
Nothing
Is loud
~
But still
Here on the hills.
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Open your eyes
To the light
~
And your ears
To the beauties of heaven
~
Open your mind
To what is good in life
~
And your heart
To all you’ve been given.
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The shape
Of each tree
~
Fascinates
Me
~
As they adorn
The skyline
~
Glorifyingly.
~

~
The trees
Teach me
~
Of the endlessness
Of new life
~
Dividing
And multiplying
~
Again
And again
~
Our thoughts
And actions
~
Branching
From sick
~
Or healthy
Roots
~
Budding
And blooming
~
Until
When?
~

~
Here
In the silence
~
Of Stiperstones
The sun sets
~
And we forget
The day’s pains
~
There was a wind
That blew
~
On the summit
And swept me through
~
A voice that called
Again and again
~
“I love you”
I heard it
~
In the silence
“I love you”
~
Again and again
And again.
~

~
Always
Move on
.
From the powers
Of the past
.
That draw you
Ever backwards
.
The sun rises
On a day of new hope
.
And today’s
Combination
.
Of creatures
Living and being
.
Will never recur
In time’s memory
.
So turn your mind
And your inner eye
.
And always move on
This way.
~

Recently I was walkingin on The Lawley in Shropshire, and we paused to admire the Highland cattle in an adjacent field.
They were handsome, strong, charismatic even!
I think Aelbert Cuyp must also have found cattle fascinating in this way, in this painting I recently came across.
They dominate this painting by him, as they do many others by him. There are as much a part of human life as the windmills and the church, the sunlight and the sky.

Human life is moved to the sidelines and into the background. For the time we spend gazing at this beautiful painting, we are absorbed by animals, the creaturely world of the cattle.
Do you ever feel that, looking at cows, at sheep, at birds, at a pet cat or dog? They have a fascinating, separate existence from us – related to our existence, and yet so different!

In Cuyp’s painting, their existence is monumental. They even seem to have something of a sacred meaning for him, as they do in some other cultures. They are there, and it feels as though we are privileged for a while to be in their presence, a presence which is material, dignified and powerful.
Makes you think, the next time you walk past a field of cattle or sheep!
