*artwork- “a girl and a tree” by petra kaindel via saatchiart.com
my scrawny birch has had to shed her roots
in the unlit marshes of the blue-eyed country
she’s been re-purposed and now ages
on the bed rock
under oriental sun
disoriented and dazed
knowing no direction
(traditions, heirlooms, family tales)
de-forestation of my mental grove
is inescapably on
still, i don’t know
how to create future
*artwork-“growth”, digital art by anastasiya malakhova
|the moment you were gone
the voice of my mind was heard again.
so tiny and so weak, yet, it is here.
i’m thrilled to have it back,
to execute my grief
and comprehend its startling solace.
so many tears, i never knew i could, forever, if it takes
but i do feel so much
and come across my brand new greenest leaves.
the agent of a change,
no other choice for me.
i’ll hold that mirror,
and when they’re ready-
i set them free to search.
and you became so ripe, so willing to explore and face
your own incubus.
my VIP, now you begin your journey.
i will be out there.
just as you asked.
i’ll keep an eye on you,
won’t let you fade away.