Sunday, June 18, 2017

The Tree In Love to Life Of A Dollar 
There was a tree 
There was a dollar bill 


The Tree In Love (Shakespearean sonnet) 

There was a tree that grew beside the spring
And life was rich the flowers in full bloom
When all at once its heart began to sing
For it had caught first whiff of love’s perfume
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It couldn’t see but knew that it was there
And flowers seemed so different that day
When tree would spread its secrets with the air
Which sang much more than any words could say
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The air and wind would shake their friend the tree
If nothing else to let it know they’re close
For tree grew in a new reality
Their tree had entered into love’s sweet throws
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Ah tree stand proudly with your stars of night
And may they always fill you with delight 


A tree becomes much more in the land of this Shakespearean sonnet. We begin with a tree. There are many types of flowers in the world. The season arrived when the flowers were in bloom. The tree caught scent of this bloom and became transformed into much more. As the sonnet goes on the tree and the flower become one. The final dedication is to something more. 

Stow Lake is in San Francisco's Golden Gate Park were visitors can take a paddle boat ride around the center island. In the golden days there were also rowboats and canoes. On the eastern bank, just off the path, is a weeping willow. It is Arlene's and my special tree. We discovered it in our early days of teenage love. It was a secluded place to view the wonders of the lake and make out. Arlene and I used to love canoeing around the lake. As things began to change the tree and the spot became more special. It was here by our sides under our tree, viewing the music of the lake, Arlene and I were in a world apart. In those days of trouble our tree would become a refuge; hoping the other person would remember and return. In all our years, the tree never changed. In all our years, all those years were there. Timeless. Ageless.

Many of us have our special place or special places. It may be a tree, our family, a song, our faith or any number of things or combination of things. Our belief in ourselves could even be our special place. It is here we go to find our strength, our reason, our will to meet those challenges. It is here we may go for our personal celebrations. It is here we may go for that comfort, that reassurance, that "everything is okay". We are people, this is the world: Our special place(s) may change, may transform, may be replaced by another, may disappear. Our special place(s) can even go with us, be planted in us as reminders, as extensions. The wonder of it all. The wonder which is us. All of this so that we can succeed. All of this so that we may Enjoy.


Let's lose ourselves for a moment: Genc Nikolla "Instrumental" 


A wise man once told me - Always keep at least one dollar in your pocket 


The first one-dollar bill was issued as a Legal Tender Note (United States Note) in 1862 with a portrait of Salmon P. Chase, the Secretary of the Treasury under President Abraham Lincoln. The life of a dollar bill can be interesting. Actress, turned writer, director, Inanna Sarkis has captured an interesting life of one of these bills. 
Let's follow Inanna Sarkis's dollar bill. "Life of a Dollar | Inanna Sarkis" 


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Our first journey is to find that special place for us.
Florence Nightingale


37 comments:

  1. That tree sounds completely magical

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    1. Thank you for saying so.
      I'm sure you gave a magic place.

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  2. They can sure be on the go and help us through much at our show.

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    1. I know you have a place to go, somewhere to help you grow
      Thank you my friend and bro

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  3. I find heart balm and solace in quiet and nature. Always changing, always the same.

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    1. And, at the end of my days, I hope to feed a tree.

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    2. This is so deep and profound. May you always find your answers there.
      Thank you and Dream on...

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  4. Yes, a magical tree, I wrote many years ago a poem about a tree, great fun writing it.

    Yvonne.

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    1. You have a treasured tree too?
      Thank you and long may it grow.

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  5. What a beautiful poem. I love trees, I think they can be quite magical.

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    1. Delighted that you enjoyed.
      Thank you for everything

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  6. How lovely it is! You could relate the Sonnet to your early years.
    I really enjoy reading this post. Thank you for sharing. :)

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    1. Thank you for this enthusiastic review.
      I am really humbled.

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  7. There is so much that one can reflect on in a tree. Your poem was very contemplative, and the tree sounds very meaningful indeed.

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    1. I have a feeling, you can relate. There is magic there too.
      Thank you. Dream on...

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  8. Another splendid post. I loved your story of you and Arlene's 'Tree' - and think it would make a very special poem. I enjoyed reading this.

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    1. Thank you for the warm kind compliment.
      Look forward to your next post

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  9. I have always been in tune with the willow. The willow is a strong tree yet flexible enough to bend in times of change.

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    1. Understandably, willows have a place in my heart. Your latest poem reveals some of your feelings. How magical we both wrote about a willow on the same day.
      Thank you

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  10. Ah tree stand proudly with your stars of night
    And may they always fill you with delight

    So much can be depended upon by observing a standing tree! It is just that one fails to see the benefits if none so observant. Rightly so Martin!

    Hank

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    1. Wonderfully put, Hank. You are a master of words.
      Thank you for sharing your thoughts.

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  11. The tree seems regal specially with the crown of stars. A beautiful poem.

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    1. You should see the sequoias.
      Thank you for the sweet words.

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  12. I love the poem and, especially, the story of yours and Arlene's special tree. I can feel so much history there, shared by the couple. What a wonderful journey you have made.

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    1. Talk about journeys, I love your's. I look forward to each new post.
      Thank you for everything

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  13. The air and wind - wind we cannot see, air we breathe as does the tree.
    Lovely poem.

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    1. Ah... I sense the heart of a tree lover.
      Thank you and may the days ahead be all you expect and more

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  14. Spacial places, especially those that derive straight from nature, hold power. I'm right with you in believing that they affect us, change us, feed us, soothe us... in all sorts of ways.

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    1. Thank you for sharing your thoughts and more.
      Appreciate all the kind words.

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  15. I have known a number of very special trees, from childhood on.

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    1. I'm sure you have a large treasure chest of special places. (VERY LARGE)
      Thank you for your sunshine.

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  16. More mind boggling is the fact I wasn't going to post, yet the dream came and my muse needed to share. It is magical, it seems we both heard the willows song.

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    1. Fascinating. Thank you for sharing this phenomenal phenomena.

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  17. Brilliantly written piece, and a delight to read indeed. Vivid and heartwarming, thanks for sharing and greetings!

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    1. Thank you for this heart warming compliment.

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  18. Magical.. enchanting.. I enjoyed it

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