Noumenon
I am but an ancient tree
Upstanding in my singularity
Ordained by the forest of my forefathers
I am full spread reaching for the sun
The light of 4.6 billion years never done
The source of all things living
Blanketed in the first snow of countless seasons
Branches laden with the weight of age and gravity
Ancestral roots of infinite years
Entwined with the pathway of my elders
I reach deep into the richness of my mother earth
Binding me to the womb of all that's known
A fertile union of exquisite definition
Conceiving the severity of truth
To harvest the heart of compassion
A simple white dream
A prophet's decree
I am captive to move and sway
With the purity of this moment
Drifting within the winds of wisdom
And timeless certainty
And in this time and space
I become one with that destiny
To be or not in the realm of its tranquility
To breathe with the rhythm and harmony
The beautiful cadence I dance to
The tick-tock clock of eternity
Copyright © Lonna Blodgett | Year Posted 2019
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