Apr 16, 2019
Open Arms - Live Oak
There’s something about a live oak in a cemetery. Protecting the peace of the passed. Was it alive when these people walked the earth and lived off the sea? Did they rest against it to visit their loved ones? Do they benefit now from it’s strong silence, shade, fortitude? Do they appreciate the birds that lite and sing?
Does it get nourishment from them becoming earth again? Does it intertwine with them, giving them new life?
Will it continue on for the next generation? If I were to spend my last days here would it guard my remains and grow with my DNA in it’s bark, branches, leaves and acorns? Steadfastly watching human history flow past. Ever wondering of our need to move?
