Harmony in Blue and Green— At Principle Gallery
What did the tree learn from the earth
to be able to talk with the sky?
–Pablo Neruda, The Book of Questions
Since we’re asking questions:
Does the tree know it is a tree when it talks to the sky?
Does the sky see any difference between the tree and you or me?
When animals– other than us– talk with the sky, do they speak with words? For that matter, do we speak to the sky with words?
When the sky and the tree talk, do they discuss ponderous subjects like eternity and the meaning of life or do they just chit-chat about things like the weather?
Do the tree and the sky ever sing together, rather than talk?
I don’t know the answer to any of these questions, of course. I would like to think that the tree and sky do harmonize in song together. That actually seems plausible.
Is the sound of leaves rustling in the breeze part of the chorus of their song?
That brings me to this week’s Sunday Morning Music. I have picked Sky Full of Song from Florence + The Machine. Seems to fit.
Before I go, another question: Why doesn’t the sky return my calls?
Does it have a problem with me? Did it say anything to you? Does it think I’m asking too many questions?
Redtree Times 