I Am A Tree.........a CRC write #65

I am a tree.....
exhaling.
inhaling
prevailing
leaving nothing to be desired
as Spirit freshly mesmerizes air delicately spewed
through and through
to the heart of me
Standing at attention
amidst persnickety life force heaving
in shallow curtsies
of unbelievable gratitude,
burning in purpose,
as it finds its new home
deep deep within

How it is that the simplest of things
seeping down inside the very roots of soul
emoving and painting the new.....and the old
bring  me forth as a story yet to be told
...I do not need to know

There is now no fear before...or after
I've given it my all
for it is only then that I worry
that I could fall
Like a tree, I, unassumingly jeweled
with everything I need to grow...stand forevermore
Tall...refined.... flowered...and pruned
dressed and undressed in life's fitting room
Purged of unbelievable thorns and stick-ly stems,
my presence conjures validation
and deliveration of yet-ly manifested dangers within
But I know...if I fall
it will be me..adjourning
victoriously into the forest of life
to new adventures,
a perfect place for rainbow heavens
and unbelievable sacrifice
I am an outlet to all my dreams
when I remember who is at the doorway
as I'm walking in







jak(1/18/12)