Why Seek Ye the Living Among the Dead?

 

Burn scars are hard to erase. They leave
lasting evidence of trauma and despair.
And yet -- I can't stop looking at them.
When will they heal?  Will I ever see it?

 

How many years have I watched and waited?
Is there a flicker of hope?  Fire destroys.
In the forest, fire also brings rebirth.
It just takes so long.

 

There's a spark of life here. There's some color over there.
The Pines are gone but the Aspens know what to do.
They are survivors with roots that protect the future.
Fire is what they were waiting for.

 

 

Why seek ye the living among the dead? But they never died.
I'm compelled -- season after season -- to seek the living.
The wounds are healing but it's not the same as before.
But there are some rewards for those who wait.

 

The Elk are back and know that the forest will return.
It may be stronger than before if given a little time.
On Autumn days it is a sight to behold.
Especially on this cold, cloudy day sputtering snow.

 

Burn scars are hard to erase.
The Jemez Mountains show muscle and bone
beneath the scar of the old forest. Now a new
and beautiful skin brings life among the dead.

                                                                            

The Home Place — 2018

 

 

Comments 4

 
Stephen Evans on Saturday, 20 October 2018 00:32

Spare and beautiful, Ken.

Spare and beautiful, Ken.
Ken Hartke on Monday, 22 October 2018 16:06

Thanks -- we've had so many fires these last few years. I hope this rebirth is happening elsewhere, too.

Thanks -- we've had so many fires these last few years. I hope this rebirth is happening elsewhere, too.
Rosy Cole on Monday, 12 November 2018 18:09

Fabulous post, Ken! So vivid! Always good to remember that destruction never has the last word.


I'll tell you a secret... It was from Stephen's book A Transcendental Journey I learned that a forest of aspens is really all one plant and that from the spreading roots new trees arise.

Fabulous post, Ken! So vivid! Always good to remember that destruction never has the last word. I'll tell you a secret... It was from Stephen's book [i]A Transcendental Journey [/i] I learned that a forest of aspens is really all one plant and that from the spreading roots new trees arise.
Ken Hartke on Monday, 12 November 2018 23:10

Aspens have beautiful fall colors and snow-white bark that draws attention but they seem to have another purpose in healing the forest. Some pinecones hold their seeds until they are opened and released by the heat from a fire. It seems like there is a natural recovery plan in place.

Aspens have beautiful fall colors and snow-white bark that draws attention but they seem to have another purpose in healing the forest. Some pinecones hold their seeds until they are opened and released by the heat from a fire. It seems like there is a natural recovery plan in place.
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