Don't you know you're rootless,
branch free and not yet
sunken into the soil below?
You can move, walk,
and run forward, you can
plant yourself anywhere
you please, let your root
wrap around any stones
you wish, strong against the
winds that will strip you
of leaf, of limb. Sing me
the song of your branches
blowing, teach me of
stillness when the storms
have died.
--
Tyler Knot Gregson

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