When Men Sell Their Souls

Photo: (c) Jamie K. Reaser

“When men sell their souls,

where do the souls go?”

It’s an important question,

if we want to get them back.

And, we should, you know.

There are good reasons to do it.

~

I have a deep fondness for hollow

trees, they welcome so much to live

within them: a screech owl whom I

have known personally and, on my

farm, there is an old black locust filled

with thick honeycomb and sweet,

golden honey and so many bees that

the tree hums and vibrates under a

many-lined palm laid gently upon the

vertical-running bark. We keep each 

other secret.

But, hollow people, they don’t let

the lovely things in.

~

I find myself spending more and more

time with trees.

~ Jamie K. Reaser, Author

Published in "Conversations with Mary: Words of Attention and Devotion" 

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