Monday, April 29, 2013

a certain tree

some trees speak.
silently speaking when i'm still enough.
when i pause,
look and listen
and as i approach,
crouching now under her umbrella boughs
enveloped, protected
safe inside,
utter delight
with this
my very own grown-up fairy house,
whispered, unspoken words
of wisdom and strength,
quiet peace,
and elegant grace:
"come to me and stay."
she seems to say.

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