Universal Self

Written for:  Carpe Diem #714, Universal Self, One with the Universe
We are part of all and everything.

Touch the tree
Tree feels your hand
Your hand feels bark
Bark and hand become one


About purplepeninportland

I am a freelance poet, born and bred in Brooklyn, New York. I live with my husband, John, and two charming rescue dogs–Marion Miller and Murphy. We spent eight lovely years in Portland, OR, but are now back in New York. My goal is to create and share poetry with others who write, or simply enjoy reading poetry. I hope to touch a nerve in you, and feel your sparks as well.
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3 Responses to Universal Self

  1. Suzanne says:

    It does feel like trees respond to our touch sometimes.


  2. An interesting thought. I certainly feel the life force of trees and it would be wonderful to think they could feel mine too.


  3. ihatepoetry says:

    Bark and hand have never been two. Great poem.


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