from my seed i push downwards towards the darkness of my mother exspanding upwards grasping the light feeling for the air the rain the space i will stay here for as long as i am allowed spreading until my conviction stops moving only when touched by the breeze stillness is my action rooted in a love of mother earth giving life i take little only light and rain i will remember all my children they will resemble my form but will stand in another space be kind dear mother for my voice is the shadow i cast on a summers day .
the trees
Posted - Feb 10 2015 : 11:13:14 AM
