Hand of Tree

Let me sit with thee

Here in the palm of you

Held within the moss & bark

Your limbal extensions guide my view

Let me rest here awhile

Stepping off this trail

Without obligation of time

Your base welcomes my internal wail

Let me pray with thee

Here under sunlit canopy

Joining the cadence of tree

My quiet Aliveness matters beyond me

Blessed be the hand of tree

Extending up & holding underneath

Here held in the stillness

May I remember I am of thee