The Tree Is Here, Still, in Pure Stone
The tree is here, still, in pure stone, in deep evidence, in solid beauty, layered, through a hundred million years. Agate, cornelian, gemstone transmuted the timber and sap until damp corruptions fissured the giant's trunk fusing a parallel being: the living leaves unmade themselves and when the pillar was overthrown fire in the forest, blaze of the dust-cloud, celestial ashes mantled it round, until time, and the lava, created this gift, of translucent stone.
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Tree Turned to Stone
Neruda's poem describes a tree transformed into stone across deep geological time. It compresses natural processes—decay, fire, ash, lava—into a single metamorphosis that preserves the tree’s presence as a crystalline, timeless form. The poem registers both loss and endurance: living leaves and timber vanish, yet their essence survives as translucent mineral, suggesting nature’s cycles of destruction and conservation and a continuity between organic life and geological memory.
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