Thursday, April 03, 2008


Originally uploaded by rod lewis
I realize I'm breaking my promise to myself not to inundate my friends with my wisteria obsession. But really I didn't promise you anything. I only promised myself to try not to get too carried away. I do this every year, and every year I fail. My blog or flickr stream gets all purple, and I ramble on philosophically about emotions and spirituality and life and cycles, etc.
But how can help it? When at every turn, one sees his soul flowing from every tree laboring in its rebirth, rooted in holy ground, attempting to absorb and cleanse the polluted air of a fallen world, he feels a certain kinship, community, and unity of purpose. He groans with all of creation awaiting the rich green, mature leaves.