The ground beneath
support
source
spot
for me
here
rooted
to this place
feeling the tendrils
going deep
connecting to earth
each other
as the trees
underground
entangled
I am the mother tree
but also just myself
rooted
to this place
this space
in life
giving
to my family
but not gone
rooted
here
now
me
I accept
these
bends in my trunk
extra round the middle
tweaks and pains
of growing older
little injuries
taking longer
but this is all the cost
of rooted
of growth
of foundations
solid
I have tried to build
here I am rooted
to this place this space
where there is room
to grow
stretching branches
reaching for the sun
what flowers
bloom
and gathered
line my brow
these harvests
of apples pears
berries
the forest floor
the meadow
the growth
of rooted
trunk
firm
branches
sway
in breeze
I accept who I am
here now
rooted to this spot
I am the tree
I am the woman
who gives and cares
and lives
and nurtures
through the years
and now
I accept
my roots
run deep
I crave
the sleep
of tired limbs
waking to find
new growth
what direction
what dreams
my life
a road
a map
a bouquet
a forest
a tree
a rooted
place
space
where I may stay
to watch
to grow
to learn
the world
and I
a rooted
being
in space
in place
here
rooted
in my home
my body rooted