Metamorphosis
Stepping through a vale 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 energised 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.
She was one with insect and with bird,
the wind and rain conjoined and made her wife
to all of nature, sea and sky
to hail the consanguinity of life.
Copyright © Keith Bickerstaffe | Year Posted 2006
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