Conversation Overheard in the Grove

“Do you know me, lovely daughter,

little sapling straining upward,

hungry for sun,

thirsty for rain,

all tendrils and folded leaves?

Feel your way into the earth.

Reach for me there.

Follow my heartbeat in the loam below.

I am the mother tree

looming beside you,

sheltering, filtering, reaching down

for your tender crown.

I tame the wind and lightening,

hold the ground, break rocks,

channel rivulets for you.

Send your roots to meet mine

down where the fungi grow.”

“I too am here, Grand Daughter.

I crouch here beside you

bent to the setting sun,

limbs scattered, broken

among my seedlings.

Scarred and charred,

I still clutch the earth

with my decaying claws

sinking in to the forest floor

to nourish you all.

Intertwine with me in the deep."

"Listen to me now.

I will tell you the story

of the ancient forests

on which you stand."

Inspired by: *“How Trees Communicate – Mother Trees Connect the Forest”

2016 from Karma Tube Website

Sybilla

1/6/14