The Olive Wood Heart(first small stone)


Small stone #1 The Olive Wood Heart

A wooden heart, cut from a fallen olive branch, sits in my palm. The soft sheen of lightly polished wood reflects nothing but its own radiance; the darker amber growth lines meander through the contours of the heart, an abstract pattern that draws the eye and the mind to ponder the life story of the tree it came from. I imagine the hot sun of the Holy Land, and the white dust on the leathery leaves, and a smell of lamb cooking somewhere, laced with olive oil. I rub my fingers across the carved surface of the wood and sit back, lost in another world this simple gift drew me into, and the wood warms and its colour deepens as the oils from my skin feed it.

6 thoughts on “The Olive Wood Heart(first small stone)

  1. Lovely!
    I still have not captured my first small stone, but I’ve made some exercises. 🙂
    I’m afraid I won’t be able to do it every day, but I’ll do my best.


  2. I’m smellin’ dat lamb
    I’m blowin’ in the wind with those leathery leaves.
    I love posts like this.
    What a nice gift.


    • You are very welcome. The heart was a Christmas gift from my daughter, and i took it into hospital with me during me stay this New Year weekend.


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