I met a tree
Root down deep
Solid long peaceful trunk, grounded strong
Striations, curves and booming extensions weaving through and from,
up and out
Many-armed, branches twisting and swirling in a mad dance that
evokes a calm center
Heartbeats encircled by layers of curious sweeping and creeping rhythms
Ever growing through forms into reaching V’s that extend with each breath
Magic at the tips,
leaves of open-cupped hands receiving the light and transforming it
With barely a sound of a shapeshifter’s chuckle,
making food for every part in its own way
Fruits that spring and hang, alluring in promise and full in substance,
Blooming soulful sweetness when you receive a bite
Leaving no craving
Not leaving at all
Staying perched, an inquisitive bird on your mind’s branches
trembling joy of a humming heart,
dizzying flight of the bird inside
free-falling surrender into body’s knowing
of what’s good
right here
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