Tree of Life

The river of action
has swept me into its embrace:
My heart pounds wildly in fear –
adrenaline pumping madly
in my jaw-set determination
to avert the water’s flow.

I am drowning and my
death saves no one.

I climb out, water running
off my back and down my
legs; I feel the heat of the sun
on my skin, and I fill my lungs
with oxygen.

My toes grip the ground,
and slip into the dirt spreading
like roots as I turn
my face toward the
blue above me.

The earth receives me and
my body spreads into the
earth, strong fibers of bark and marrow,
sacred nourishment of wisdom
borne before this time.

This is how I begin.

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  1. Yes, oh beautiful, strong, wise old willow.

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  2. Carolyn Bergey

     /  December 12, 2016

    Beautiful, simply beautiful.

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