The mind is is planted and nourished with the soul
We grow despite ourselves and root deep to the stable ground where it is Safe
Though wantingly, we reach up towards the sky so desperaty I've thought-
Why root outselves when it's the sun we want?
But I have perched on many limbs brazen in the light, to know the sun does fiercely scorch those trespassers who come too close
So down again to land a sturdy mount, and up I look again in wonderment to what's untouchable.
The earth I stand; the medium of two strong forces, safely holds me, where the shallow warmth of light breathes softly from the sky-in the peace I stay where there's solidity of life, from where I kiss the forces in the sky. With certainty,  cradled in my safety nest; a hammock of sand and dirt so restful, gives me solitude to wander into dream about the stars