My guest blogger today is my beloved hubby, Paul Davidson. Paul has turned out some heartfelt and beautifully expressed writings lately. He gave me a little notebook with a few poems and prose which I will publish over the next few months. This is one of my favorites.
The Real Question
What do you see when you look at a tree?
Do you see the home it provides for animals to dwell in?
or do you see all the lumber you could acquire from its’ demise?
Do you stare at it in awe of its’ majesty?
or do you see an obstacle blocking your view?
Do you see the life form that supplies us with the air we breathe?
or do you see a table, a chair, or a cigar holding indian statue?
Do you see the beauty of its strength and flexibility?
or do you see a bunch of leaves that will need raking?
Do you see the spirit that has inside?
or do you see fuel to heat your home?
I’ve seen all these things when I looked at a tree
so now comes the real question:
What does it see when a tree looks at me?
Thank you, Paul, for a beautiful, sensitive piece of writing.