Metamorphosis

Stepping through the veil she spied an oak, its branches scratching heaven's glow and anchored to the earth its twisted roots clawed deeply through the soil below. Embracing now its weathered bark she found her scrawny body stretched from stern to stem, her very blood the sap which seethed within and energized the giant denizen. She was at once the tomboy and the tree, photosynthesis and flesh and bone to reach the spheres, the bowels of earth both bodies joined, the fusion done.