Matthew Corey, “Meditation on a Pine

The Opiate, Summer Vol. 18 Meditation on a Pine

“A tree does not have a predestined shape that it has to achieve.”

An upward soaring trunk, bare of low branches fallen off from the shade it grew to provide along with its neighbors.

They compete, co-operate

(or neither).

On its own, the crown’s small, meager add it to the group and a canopy forms – more than enough for each to keep thriving, reaching for light, and not fall on the small hunting lodge next to them.