fallen

I woke up this morning, opened my lap top and did a quick debriefing of the world as I always do. Although my neighborhood (and life) remained unchanged by the hurricane/storm that just hit, so many others on the east coast weren't so lucky. I decided to take a walk and see what I could see...

Just down the street I saw a bevy of trees completely uprooted, mangled and collapsed. These were no small trees. It made me sad to see them lying there, to see them misshapen and thwarted. I thought about how many live's were also fallen by nature's force. I took a minute. Said a few words...

And sometimes there are no words. I just looked around listening to the languid language of leaves, rustling in the breeze. It was a graveyard of sorts. Quiet, still, and very beautiful.