Trees do grow in the darnedest places.
That lonely tree
on the edge of a cliff,
when there are no other trees around.
Why that one,
in that place?
What is the persistence
that helps them
take root in an cave,
surviving on reflected sunlight
until they have built roots
to support the particular lean
that is necessary for the crown to get to sunlight?
How do they build roots in the barren gravel,
in the crevices of the rocks, on the barely jutting ledges?
on the wind blown tops of canyons,
when there doesn't seem to be water for miles?
While others choose the canyon floor and build small forests
on what seems to be only seasonal water?
Although we usually go to canyons to see the canyons,
and admire their color,
we need to pay attention to the plant life,
which adds the contrasts to the red walls
and brings its own particular forms of beauty...
When the Navaho's said, "We walk in beauty," they meant every breathing living part of their environment...
they knew how to be outside, how to appreciate all the beauty.
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