Mother
Today I rise with open eyes
Plant matter, owing the North her dues
The tallest tree, he said,
Find the peaked spear and gaze up
Mother
I've wandered here forever
under the bramble's shade,
too afraid to face you.
For shame!
Of you, I am part for the whole.
Faithfully uncovering, I praise
Honor North in waking, I
am Her energies raised
Honor North in walking, I
am Her pious parade
With every breath
provide one good angle  of the
image I take and remake
as Her continuous plant food