I am the roots of the tree
The thing unseen.
I am
There but you can’t see me.
You think that it is you,
That it is he,
But it is we
Three.
Remember. Oh, remember.
And when you think that you’re alone
Draw deep from the unseen place that lingers
In the memory of what you were before you sprung
Up from the ground so many years before.
There we were together.
And though
You cannot see me.
I have never left you and I never will.
I am the source, the wellspring of your deepest desires.
And one day, when you’ve grown tired of living,
And fall down hard to the unforgiving soil.
There I will wait to meet you deep
In the hollowed end,
That is beginning.
Thank you
For letting me nourish you.
I am the roots, and I love you
And though you think that we are separated,
We are not. We cannot be, we three,
Are knit together in oneness
Always.
