From the rain
\nthat dropped decades ago
\ncomes this pinnacle.
\nThis tree bridges a deep chamber
\nwith the empty glass of the sky.
\nLike it,
\nI have discovered age
\ntraveling through my trunk.
\nWalls of a poignant ache.
\nHow close our waking and sleeping.
\nWind that moves our branches.
\nThe bark of our skin
\nweathered with time.
\nWe dropped seeds,
\nlived through the days.
\nI raised my arms in gratitude.
\nThe tree touched the horizon
\nand gave its shade away.
\nI gave away my songs.
\nTogether,
\nwe raised our arms to life,
\nwith love.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
From the rain that dropped decades ago comes this pinnacle. This tree bridges a deep chamber with the empty glass of the sky. Like it,…<\/p>\n