Becoming Tree🍃
I felt so … alone 🍃
Detached
Disconnected
Without a purpose, unuseful
Until my first leaf started growing
Sprouting in the spring
Right on my forearm
Beautiful to see
Connecting me with everything
Rooted
Living in the city
Suited in concrete and steel
Never suited me
Glorious green leaves adorn my limbs
Veins of phloem spread under my skin
Wondrously
Enriching
Thickening
Woodening
Strengthening
Beckoning
Me
“And
Into
The Forest
I Go
To
Lose
My Mind
And Find
My Soul”
- Thanks Muir
Entering elemental
Primordial
Forest
I place my hand in the soil
Feel the cold dirt and earthy nutrients
And breathe
I hear the talking of trees on
Peter’s wood wide web
The mycorrhizal highway
Trading sugar and water
Listening to the trees
Feeding fungi, flowers, bees
The woods
Murmur
Further
My arms, branches, now growing many more
Reaching, touching, feeling, tasting
I find my place in the forest clearing
Planting my wooden legs
Thickening
Strengthening
Lengthening
Feet no more
R
OoT
R. E
O. D
O. r
T. o
E. oted
D
The Ecstasy of sunlight
Kiss of water
Taste the fertile soil
Hear the worms digging
Feel Life Bursting
Leaves unfolding
Bark arms raised
Forearms green
Everything now seen
Unburdened with human’s distractions
Alive, I thrive
Water in my veins
Vessel of sunlight
Giver of shade
Grounded
Rooted
Green