Deep into the dark silent forest I hide between the Douglas-firs, towering upright into the sky. As I sense a peaceful tranquility descending on me, all inner voices fade. My hand follows the deep grooves in the old trunk, covered with decades of fungi and moss. Battling harsh conditions, these graceful majesties remind me of perseverance and faithfulness…
‘The tree that brought death into our world, and all our woe…’ Paradise Lost, by John Milton
Like autumn leaves we wither and fade… I cried to Adonai: show me the way to life!
Sometimes you can lose hope in that dreary winter season But look! Underground new life is already sprouting.
Op zoek naar rijkdom, mossen en schorsen, schoonheid in verval
A wish fulfilled is a tree of life
'...and the blood gave life to the branches of the tree'
‘Your love is sweeter than spices: nardus and myrrh, cinnamon and saffron’