to the root I set my sight
to know the future
I must know the past
and of the earth is the origin
my first embrace must be the tree
where rugged bark shields softness
guarded from extremes
thrown by the world
just inside cambium hides delicate
whose cells are of two worlds
both bark and inner wood
both dark and ethereal at once
I must come to love the sapwood
nourishing the whole system
like ventricles offering out blood
here I come to know the heartwood
as the soul of the entity
although at it’s core
there is fabric death
this death is the strength
serendipity structure centered
a million fibers of cellulose
glued together
lignen bonding the wide
branches of the family
Feb 17, 2017
Feb 17, 2017 at 8:39 PM UTC
to the root I set my sight
to know the future
I must know the past
and of the earth is the origin
my first embrace must be the tree
where rugged bark shields softness
guarded from extremes
thrown by the world
just inside cambium hides delicate
whose cells are of two worlds
both bark and inner wood
both dark and ethereal at once
I must come to love the sapwood
nourishing the whole system
like ventricles offering out blood
here I come to know the heartwood
as the soul of the entity
although at it’s core
there is fabric death
this death is the strength
serendipity structure centered
a million fibers of cellulose
glued together
lignen bonding the wide
branches of the family
