“Adopt the pace of nature; her secret is patience.”
Slow down
don’t move so fast, dear one.
Saying she is in a hurry,
smiles while passing
on the left.
Enjoying this sacred moment
dear one, I asked?
He said nothing,
grinning as he passed
on the right.
Imagine the patience
of a snail slowly wagging its tail.
Or patience of the sailor
without wind upon his sails.
But then
there’s the patience of a redwood forest
which is again healthy upon being burnt.
Biodiversity unfolding before
our open & closed eyes; look
wood-living bees and wasps pollinating
new shrubs and wildflowers that blossomed after the fire.
Fallen logs colonized with life forms from fungi to lichens
providing home & cover for small rodents, weasel, lynx other small mammals.
Scars upon nature healing
sometimes in 1 or 2
months.
Sometimes in 3 or 4
years.
Sometimes in…
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you’re very kind to share
with fellow BART riders!
should i get into the bay area
i’ll take a ride 🙂
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BART is a basket of strange. And I always get at least as much as I give. Perhaps our paths will cross.
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