Roots
Spread like
Waking dreams
Softly flowing
Kaleidoscope greens
Each a wish or a scheme
Flowing from us like a stream
Our canopies brightly adorned
Loves celebrated, loves lost mourned
Secrets, dark and light, forces of god’s light.
You have no idea what I have seen
Winters white,golden light, Spring leaves green
You tie your colours to my boughs
Hoping I will heal your ills
You do not understand
Nature’s true power
Older than time
Reason, rhyme
Spread like
Roots.
This is part of Sue Vincent’s Thursday Photo prompt Challenge. #writephoto.
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