Seeing with Skin

Oh Little one

With Delicate Skin as if sown

from bark weave

so attuned with greatness

Greatness

of tree towering above me

Oh Great one

With fierce bark as if made

from skin of storm yet

so attuned with stillness

The stillness

in me that allows me to see

This Delicate skin emerging

from fabric of forest

To see the unseen—

Oh The unseen attunement

in me that allows me to be

To be with the little & the great

in equal measure of WE

as I stand still in awe

My awakened skin tingling

in response of THEE—woven here

in the attunement of three

Little Frog, Great Tree and me