Saturday, June 20, 2015


The tree came out of the ground like a tower.
It struck the earth, like a mighty scepter.
The tree stood
impenetrable. It arose and became
a guardian, giving home to an eagle's nest;
its roots like anchors, it shielded
the smaller creatures, and drifting down,
its leaves became poems, touching the ground
and igniting fire.
The tree came
from within. The heart bloomed
like the woods. Winter shied away
and spring flooded the wilderness.
All that lay dormant

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