Tree of Life

Dancing arms stretch to
sky, dip to ground,
swaying with the vagaries of
living.

Roots spread deep even as I
stretch to expand, evolve.
Bright bark, glowing,
reaching beyond what is
possible to what is
manifest.

Winds blow new thoughts,
old thoughts even as
earth holds me firm when
rain falls to quench my
thirst.

Sun rises, sets, and my
limbs catch
fire.

I am tree.
I am world.
I am life.

© Hilary Clark ~ December 17, 2021

My poems are inspired by my art.  See the piece that inspired this poem here.

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