Monday, November 03, 2008

I Saw a Blood Tree on an Autumn Day



Blood
Is less than blood
Until you bleed

Joy
Is less than joy
Until you need

12 comments:

Aggie said...

We all need blood and we all need joy.

JaneyV said...

Joy is the life's blood of a healthy mind.

Beautiful colour in that tree. Tell me it's real!

Sarah Hina said...

Knowing is important for foundation, but experiencing opens all doors.

Beautiful tree, Jason. It really does look like something you could slip under a microscope! :)

Wavemancali said...

Epic

Aine said...

Wow-- lots of thoughts are packed into those few words. I love that such complexity is shrouded in simplicity... (big surprise)
:)

We have evolved to tune out the necessities, so that we can attend to the challenges in daily life. We cannot be successful in adaptation if we need to consciously attend to basic needs. But that's why we often forget what is most important. Reminders are good.

Charles Gramlich said...

Blood is definitely salient when you first see it.

Hoodie said...

Wow! This one hit me hard. The photo is mesmerizing. I think I'll commit this one to memory and keep it close.

K.Lawson Gilbert said...

Deep and philosophical thoughts there. I love the tree. It looks like a sponge painting. :)

jason evans said...

Aggie, and we are wise to embrace both.

Janey, yes, the tree is real! The core color is real too. It was so striking, I isolated it from an otherwise crummy picture.

Sarah, perhaps the most pained, hard-fought foundations yield the sweetest achievements. Because we've plumbed the deep realities and conquered every one.

Wavemancali, thanks. :)

Aine, joys won in the full sight of darkness are the most dear. Having bled, we know all the better what we've won.

Charles, reminds me of shop class. I got a little wild with the coping saw once.

Hoodie, I'm glad that it resonated with you. Anything you care to keep close is yours to have.

Kaye, it does look like a sponge painting! The long lean of the tree reminds me of bonsai. Autumn bonsai on a chilly Sunday.

Barbara Martin said...

The maple trees here have mostly red leaves. Joy is something to hold deep inside until needed, as your poetry said.

jason evans said...

Barbara, once in a while, you come across a truly breathtaking color. That's how this tree was. You must have gorgeous landscape if most of your maples are this way. Thanks for the sentiment. :)

SzélsőFa said...

I think I would have preferred the original picture, with the tree uncropped, but I guess the environment was distracting somehow...
A great image and poetry anyway...