Sycamore

Hadrian's Wall was built under the instructions of the Roman emperor Hadrian. It stretched from The North Sea in the east to  to the Solway Firth in the west, covering some eighty four miles. It marked the very edge of The Roman Empire and was also intended to keep out unwanted visitors and warriors from the land we now call Scotland.

The wall rises and falls, clinging to the landscape in terrain that remains challenging to this day. It was an ambitious project that took around six years to complete but it did not function as intended for very many years. After Hadrian's death a new but less imposing wall was built further north called The Antonine  Wall.

I remind myself at this point that when I sat down to create this blogpost, I did not intend to write a potted history of Hadrian's Wall. That is just background context for my reflections upon a beautiful sycamore tree that hugged the wall at a point where the base  geology had formed a significant dip in the land.

They say that the tree was around three hundred years old. It was disease-free and had every prospect of thriving for another three hundred years. It had found a perfect niche - partly sheltered and well-watered. Lonesome but strong.

People loved that iconic tree. They felt connected to it and countless photos were taken as Sycamore Gap. Marriage proposals were made there and the tree even featured in the film "Robin Hood: Prince of Thieves".

And then in the dead of night just last week the tree was cut down with a chain saw. The tree crashed to the ground. People all over this kingdom shared a sense of sadness mingled with utter disbelief. Why would anyone do such a thing? 

A sixteen year old youth and a man in his sixties were arrested, charged  and later bailed. If they have any reasons to explain their vandalism we have not yet heard them. Something died in all of us when they murdered beauty. Personally, I hope that for the rest of their lives they will be known  as the men who chopped down the iconic tree and that that reputation will follow them to their graves.

Below - the sycamore tree and Sycamore Gap seen  via Google Streetview from the nearby "B" road...



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Enigma

 Today I continue to rest 

In the stillness

Of a small voice

That gives permission

To bask in

The glow

Of grace

And marvel

At the mercy

Lovingly garnishing

My feet

As you continue

To wash me clean

And plant

A sweet kiss

On the cheek

Looking up

At me

And saying

The more

You worry

The more

Haste is made

Because I want

To give 

The world to You

It’s when you fret

I can see trust

Is not there

Your dreams

Require a desire

To believe

I make impossibility 

Happen for you

A person

Most others

Find a 

Complicated enigma



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