Documentation Week .39

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Week .39

The Redwoods

Joseph B. Strauss

Here, sown by the Creator’s hand.
In serried ranks, the Redwoods stand:
No other clime is honored so,
No other lands their glory know.

The greatest of Earth’s living forms,
Tall conquerors that laugh at storms;
Their challenge still unanswered rings,
Through fifty centuries of kings.

The nations that with them were young,
Rich empires, with their forts far-flung,
Lie buried now-their splendor gone:
But these proud monarchs still live on.

So shall they live, when ends our days,
When our crude citadels decay;
For brief the years allotted man,
But infinite perennials’ span.

This is their temple, vaulted high,
And here, we pause with reverent eye,
With silent tongue and awestruck soul;
For here we sense life’s proper goal:

To be like these, straight, true and fine,
to make our world like theirs, a shrine;
Sink down, Oh, traveler, on your knees,
God stands before you in these trees.

Photo Notes | 1. our little cabin in the Redwoods 2. playing in the Pacific 3. a California red-legged frog; as we were identifying him we learned that they’re endangered. this little guy was left under a fern out of the way so he would be safe 4. our tiny pup napping in the sand 5. cathedral trees 6. building on the beach, the boys spent hours caught up in their own little world 7. hiking Fern Canyon 8. waves washing over me 9. our tram ride through the Trees of Mystery, I closed my eyes tightly and prayed the entire way, it was awful for me; we hiked the very steep and wild trail down from the top and it turned out to be one of my favorite trails

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