I had determined to run the mile home during this morning's walk yet at the turn my breath was taken. I thought I had come upon beautiful paper until I picked it up. I had found bark. Bark found me. It seemed mutual this encounter with exquisite pages from a nearby birch.
Assembly lines cannot create this work of art with orange, brown and blue hues and Morse code lines etched in tissue paper layers.
I now hold this sacred text and feel blessed and mesmerized. Divine messages are written in Nature before our very eyes.
-Dawn, The Good News Muse, 11 January 2012
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