One word given to me
“know”
know how the root touches water
know how the leaf dances in the wind
know how the canopy entwines the sky
know the feel of smooth bark
white as bleached bone
worn smooth by wind and water
know root and water
wind and leaf
crown and sky
know and be
Pamela Olson, 11/18/2013
In response to the Invitation to Poetry:
The Call to Our True Selves
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