The wedding ceremony is over…
to the world we’ve added a new husband and wife.
The cabin has returned to normal and everyone’s gone back to their life.
As I sit on the porch in the quiet..watching birds at the feeder…I’m enthralled
as the trees continue to change color and their leaves continue to fall…
I once believed when it came to humans…
across the oceans…across time…across history…
every person everywhere was part of the one and only human family tree.
A tree that’s constantly changing in its effort to grow strong and tall
Welcoming new buds in Spring…to replace the leaves they’ve lost in the fall.
But sitting here among a multitude of trees…
noticing the distinct branches, limbs and leaves…
I’m thinking of the world a little differently…altering what I once believed.
What if every human family is part of their own distinct family tree
whether they’re evergreen…or lose their leaves in the Fall….
and what if under all these different family trees…it’s the roots that connect us all.
Which means we all share what gives us life…allowing each and every family tree
knowing we are all connected…to retain our individuality.
What if we’re meant to share between us…the sun, the rain, the drops of morning dew
our buds, our branches our leaves and our limbs as all trees were created to do.
Which brings me to the reason for this poem…to Trista…Damiens wife
Perhaps the most beautiful words you will ever hear…
or, if you’re reading this…will see
Are:
We love you…and we’re overjoyed to welcome you to our family tree.
As I sit on the porch in the quiet watching the birds feed and the colors of Autumn fall
I can already see how this new leaf makes our family tree a little brighter…
and I can’t help but be enthralled.
