haiku my heart ~ Measuring Time
AUGUST 17, 2012
How is time measured?
Your heart beat, a breath of air?
Redwood to the sky...
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This haiku post and picture is dedicated to Els,
a dear friend who loves the redwoods.
This photo was taken this past weekend in the cathedral of the Armstrong Redwoods State National Reserve in Northern California, just a half an hour from my home. The oldest tree in the park is estimated to be 1,400 years old. I feel so fortunate to be able to spend some of my time amongst these amazing trees, breathing in their aromatic scent, and feeling my heart moved by their incredible beauty...
On this Friday haiku my heart...
how are you measuring time?
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For more Friday haiku my heart
please visit Rebecca and other poets
at [recuerda mi corazon](http://corazon.typepad.com/)
Your heart beat, a breath of air?
Redwood to the sky...
\*\*\*\*\*
This haiku post and picture is dedicated to Els,
a dear friend who loves the redwoods.
This photo was taken this past weekend in the cathedral of the Armstrong Redwoods State National Reserve in Northern California, just a half an hour from my home. The oldest tree in the park is estimated to be 1,400 years old. I feel so fortunate to be able to spend some of my time amongst these amazing trees, breathing in their aromatic scent, and feeling my heart moved by their incredible beauty...
On this Friday haiku my heart...
how are you measuring time?
\*\*\*\*\*
For more Friday haiku my heart
please visit Rebecca and other poets
at [recuerda mi corazon](http://corazon.typepad.com/)
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