I have a high admiration for the intricacies involved in God’s creation. Viewing the variety of textures expressed in tree bark alone gives me extreme pleasure. There is an additional poetic element involved, if one were to meditate on the nature of bark. Bark changes with growth. Bark sloughs off if growth occurs too rapidly. Bark wears a rich road map of history – damage inflicted by ice, fire and humans – while protecting its fragile inner potential. God speaks to us through His creation, should we take a moment to listen.
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