Yes. I am a tree.
Yes, I am a tree.
Photo Jasmin old monastery garden tree plane tree planted in 1883, Cistercian Abbey 1137 Schulpforta
chop me just then.
I would rather take the abandoned scar
as a stone, which sleeps
at the bottom of the pond .
William Michaelian
Thanks to its imposing appearance in size, beauty and ancient practices of the old tree 1883, a fascination and overwhelming presence in the former monastery garden on the viewer.
"The tree can live without humans, but not the man without the tree"
Tomorrow
Long after I am gone — the roots I leave behind, the crooked plow, the rutted ground, the sacred well, the wind that blows dust into my eyes — you will say, He was one of us, our own, as if all were known of this great, gray world in which I roam, and my answer will not be a song, but a gift, a drop of blood, an ache, a thorn in your soul.
- William Michaelian
morning
Long after I'm gone - the roots of the I leave, plow the crooked, the furrowed ground, the sacred well, the wind, the dust in the eyes - They will say he was one of us , our own, as if everyone was aware of this huge, gray world in which I walked, and my answer is not a song, but a gift, a drop of blood, pain, a thorn in your soul.
Thank you, William
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