Unified and United
A poem
2 min readOct 27, 2019
Unshakeable and well nourished, like a deeply rooted tree, I follow the Light, and lean into its embrace. Every season has its beauty, and age, with its rich patina, adds so much loveliness (and sorrow). There’s a joy for every pain, and a suffering, for every celebration.
The tree stands steadfast, solidly in the center, a silent witness, swaying but un-swayed. Teaching and teachable. Perfectly imperfect. Balanced and content. In the end, the tree only ever wanted to be a tree. Sweet and good and beautiful. True to the purity of its purpose. Gentle, without malice. Peacefully accepting. Nurtured and nurturing. Loved and Loving. Beloved.
LBM 10/27/2019
