You can fill them up with what you will.
But before any of that,
they were filled with the devoted and patient touch of two craftsmen.
Sharing with the tree~art.
And the beauty inside of everything.
My oldest son has recently become interested in reading his mama’s words. It is a strange experience for me because I know that when the farmer reads them or other adults read them, they have a wide base of context to bring with them to the reading. At eleven, his awareness has definitely broadened, but just how much is always a surprise to me.
So, at the end of the night when I work on this project, he often comes over and gives me his feedback on the photo editing, which I generally take since he is already such a gifted visual artist. He has read all of them and has his favorites. It has been a lot of fun.
A few nights back, I had gotten my photo up and had written this title, “Meet me under the tree,” and this first line, “We will make magic, together.” I had to walk away from the computer for some reason or another and when I came back, he had finished the poem.
I think it was a bit inspired by his recent readings of my own work, but it is still pretty awesome. Especially for a boy who thinks he doesn’t write well. He does, he really does. He just can’t yet get the grand scope of his stories down as well as he sees them in his head and so he feels this limitation and hasn’t gotten to the point of realizing he just needs to either give those epics a lot of hard work or try to write something shorter. The short hasn’t interested him yet. Poetry hasn’t interested him yet. And so this was very exciting.
I couldn’t really leave it on my other page and my own post morphed into this.
But he had really wanted me to use it and so I told him I would post it here. He decided to change the photo and edited one of his favorites from our files–one of his father’s–to go with the poem. The old title is gone too, but I think his new choice is perfect. It is the best kind of magic making, doing these kinds of things, together.
by Olorin Jaillet
we will make magic, together.
we will make bliss.
we will make unity, together.
together, we will make magic.
together, we will make peace, we will make happiness.
we will, together.