Standing here

I feel as though my life

Were a rising of sap

An ascent of mind and heart

A hissing of vitality, akin to steam

From earth I am drawn

To organic arising

Within a perfected tree

Which nourishes my


Until, old and swaying

With faded crumbling leaf

Stubbornly past its fall

My substance golds then fades

And, once again, I become


…Only the tree remembers

All its children

©Stephen Tanham

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