|The birches across the valley|
Photo by Mary North Allen
Splendid and majestic is the One's work... --Psalm 111:3
I'd like to go by climbing a birch tree~
And climb black branches up a snow-white trunk
Toward heaven, till the tree could bear no more,
But dipped its top and set me down again.
That would be good both going and coming back.
One could do worse than be a swinger of birches. --Robert Frost