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Fire he sang,
that trees fear, and I, a tree, rejoiced in its flames.
A Tree Telling of Orpheus (1968)
The wind, the birds,
do not sound poorer but clearer,
recalling our agony, and the way we danced.
A Tree Telling of Orpheus (1968)
He told of journeys,
of where sun and moon go while we stand in dark,
of an earth-journey he dreamed he would take some day
deeper than roots ...
A Tree Telling of Orpheus (1968)
By dawn he was gone.
We have stood here since,
in our new life.
We have waited.
He does not return.
A Tree Telling of Orpheus (1968)
The music reached us. Clumsily,
stumbling over our own roots,
rustling our leaves
in answer,
we moved, we followed.
A Tree Telling of Orpheus (1968)
I was seed again.
I was fern in the swamp.
I was coal.
A Tree Telling of Orpheus (1968)
In the forest
they too had heard,
and were pulling their roots in pain
out of a thousand years' layers of dead leaves,
rolling the rocks away,
breaking themselves
out of
their depths.
A Tree Telling of Orpheus (1968)