a Singularity
    we imagine
       in the Center
            of her trunk..
                one black hole
                     burns slow
                          steady and bright
                              though still dark..
                                    creating curves
                                         rings of sapwood
                                                 and of bark..
                                                       new warmth
                                                          ­  each morning
                                                         ­        gift of Sol..
                                                           ­          new branching
                                                       ­                    keeps vision
                                                          ­                       fires aglow...