Orange, red, green trees
veined with yellow, gold  

vibrate, shake as with a lavish belly-laugh
that resonates in waves  

like wind, like water on shore
the quiver of being  

growth to death to rot
nourishing the next birth  

the ground, the sky, everything between
caught in the trembling net  

Here’s a link to the painting by Emily Carr, if you’d like to see it: http://www.the-athenaeum.org/art/full.php?ID=119107