February 16, 2015
Predictions for this area are for up to
10 inches of snow overnight. I sit in my car on the Safeway parking lot, which
is filled with people carrying plastic bags filled with toilet paper and rushing
to their cars as the temperature falls into the low 20’s. Chill, gloom and
monochrome surrounds me but beauty abounds even on a bleak day such as this
one. When my eye focuses on a single tree, I see a balanced curve of reaching
branches morphing into a lacy silhouette. This tree does not need color or adornments;
it is striking in its nakedness.
Humans too are beautiful without
culture’s accoutrements. Without regarding clothing, makeup, jobs, possessions, colors
or awards, there is a simple beauty in our reaching which becomes a lacy
network against our own bright backdrop of expectations. Like the tree, our reaching is a paradox of
simplicity and intricacy entwined. Robert Browning wrote, “A man’s reach should exceed
his grasp.” My tree's beauty exceeds expectations.
This tree overlooks a grocery store
parking lot, surrounded by chill, cars and snow flurries. Shoppers with hands
full of recent purchases get into their cars to head home while I step out to
admire a bare beauty, a metaphorical arbor arching over the end of my day.
My gift today is a bare winter tree.
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