Transitions Pt. 4 & 8

I could not tell you:
the smell, or
the place, or
the color

and more often I forget:
the carvings in the bark,
the stains in the sod,
the pits in the earth

but I remember the feeling
of finally finding Home

and we may not be trees
but for now (if you’d please)
we can welcome in sunlight
through our bare canopies

and enjoy our showers
from beneath sprinklers
and extend our roots
through new ground

so that we may Grow


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