
And do trees dance?
perhaps trees dance, in their own scale of time
perhaps in a rhythm only they can hear
perhaps to a tune that’s of their choosing
perhaps to songs of Ancestree
perhaps to wind and earth’s heartbeatings
perhaps to trace a hidden labyrinth
perhaps to echoes in sleeping soils
perhaps to touch gently roots with neighbours
perhaps to nurture seedling offspring
perhaps roots dance in a pattern that follows
the midday shadows of their branches
perhaps trees dance.
perhaps the treeroots puzzle whether we, too, dance?
Dave Ellwand, 2018
image by Ansel Adams, born 20th February 1902