I am watching her
all afternoon watch me
She gifts me patience
So lush the fresh green
of newborn leaves stretching forth
and capture day's light
I am watching her
give birth yet again to love
such fine offspring
Uncurling slowly
in concert with unseen wind
some shadow dancing
I am watching her
while her bare branches bloom with
joyful potential
Bud clusters hold hope
white flowers seduce the bees
red berries feed dreams
I am watching her
all seasons for the wisdom
that is always there
She is my tree and I am hers.
For I am she and she is me.
