I AM

I AM

You spread your arms
raising them beyond the mountain tops.
You call down the morning dew
wetting the landscape.
Your leafy hair gives shade to
the birds that occupy your branches.
You, a haven, a sturdy shelter—
In ‘your’ center a heart beats
echoing through your trunk
a sound only the ‘tuned’ ear can hear.
Your roots penetrate the soils of time…
you endlessly move the ground as you stretch
into your fulness.
Hammered by the tempest’s mighty winds
you stand~~~reshaped…
fashioned by the ‘Maker’ from whose
womb you burst forth.
Your fruits endless—you cannot stop
giving life and life in abundance.
I hear you breathing~~~
you have taken over my core.
From you, I AM~~~
uprooted to this moment.
I do not understand.
Anything I thought I knew has
vanished into the wind.
A NEW song sings through the trees
and I need not know the tune—
I simply hum along.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Written and painted by me at Skidmore College: Women’s Voices for (a) Change/2013
under the wise tutelage of Artist, Susan Bello Ph.D.

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