#1: SONG FOR A SCION
I
watch you feel your way
In
the dark of your pain
A
young tree
Already
gnarled and twisted
From
elements and harsh weather
Branches
straining towards sun
Tiny
leaf shoots struggling to bloom.
This
too is a kind of courage:
To
keep fighting despite the odds -
A
pale green thread
Running
through your sap’s lifeblood.
I
hold my will in my hands
Like
a talisman, a warm stone
Burying
it in the soil of your uncertainty
Hoping
with a reckless desperation
That
your roots will wrap around it –
An
anchor for the incoming storm.
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