Alive

I love these trees that silhouette against the sky. And the clouds that have been around have been a welcome sight. There's something that's impressive to me about the juniper and pinyon trees that were burned in the fires or that have simply died, as I belive this one has. They stand for a long time even after the life has left them.

The trees inspire me to regard my own "trunk and branches." I'm no different than this tree or any other bit of Life. This body will be done, but I'll live on, just like the Life that was the tree when it grew. Life is Life. It goes on, doing what Life does, expressing itself again and again as Life. The dead trunk remains as a reminder that Life has simply changed shape or location.