The Tree In Love to Life Of A Dollar
There was a tree
There was a dollar bill
The Tree In Love (Shakespearean sonnet)
And life was rich the flowers in full bloom
When all at once its heart began to sing
For it had caught first whiff of love�s perfume
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It couldn�t see but knew that it was there
And flowers seemed so different that day
When tree would spread its secrets with the air
Which sang much more than any words could say
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The air and wind would shake their friend the tree
If nothing else to let it know they�re close
For tree grew in a new reality
Their tree had entered into love�s sweet throws
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Ah tree stand proudly with your stars of night
And may they always fill you with delight
A tree becomes much more in the land of this Shakespearean sonnet. We begin with a tree. There are many types of flowers in the world. The season arrived when the flowers were in bloom. The tree caught scent of this bloom and became transformed into much more. As the sonnet goes on the tree and the flower become one. The final dedication is to something more.
Stow Lake is in San Francisco's Golden Gate Park were visitors can take a paddle boat ride around the center island. In the golden days there were also rowboats and canoes. On the eastern bank, just off the path, is a weeping willow. It is Arlene's and my special tree. We discovered it in our early days of teenage love. It was a secluded place to view the wonders of the lake and make out. Arlene and I used to love canoeing around the lake. As things began to change the tree and the spot became more special. It was here by our sides under our tree, viewing the music of the lake, Arlene and I were in a world apart. In those days of trouble our tree would become a refuge; hoping the other person would remember and return. In all our years, the tree never changed. In all our years, all those years were there. Timeless. Ageless.
Many of us have our special place or special places. It may be a tree, our family, a song, our faith or any number of things or combination of things. Our belief in ourselves could even be our special place. It is here we go to find our strength, our reason, our will to meet those challenges. It is here we may go for our personal celebrations. It is here we may go for that comfort, that reassurance, that "everything is okay". We are people, this is the world: Our special place(s) may change, may transform, may be replaced by another, may disappear. Our special place(s) can even go with us, be planted in us as reminders, as extensions. The wonder of it all. The wonder which is us. All of this so that we can succeed. All of this so that we may Enjoy.
Many of us have our special place or special places. It may be a tree, our family, a song, our faith or any number of things or combination of things. Our belief in ourselves could even be our special place. It is here we go to find our strength, our reason, our will to meet those challenges. It is here we may go for our personal celebrations. It is here we may go for that comfort, that reassurance, that "everything is okay". We are people, this is the world: Our special place(s) may change, may transform, may be replaced by another, may disappear. Our special place(s) can even go with us, be planted in us as reminders, as extensions. The wonder of it all. The wonder which is us. All of this so that we can succeed. All of this so that we may Enjoy.
Let's lose ourselves for a moment: Genc Nikolla "Instrumental"
A wise man once told me - Always keep at least one dollar in your pocket
The first one-dollar bill was issued as a Legal Tender Note (United States Note) in 1862 with a portrait of Salmon P. Chase, the Secretary of the Treasury under President Abraham Lincoln. The life of a dollar bill can be interesting. Actress, turned writer, director, Inanna Sarkis has captured an interesting life of one of these bills.
Let's follow Inanna Sarkis's dollar bill. "Life of a Dollar | Inanna Sarkis"
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