Bridges And Branches

 

I’ve come many a mile

Have a few more to go

Don’t judge me too harshly

For what I’ve yet to know

 

A victory or two

Sometimes crushed in defeat

Lessons hard learned

Some mistakes of repeat

 

So grateful for those

Who offer the chance

To allow me to falter

And still urge me to dance

 

I’ll work on my words

Try to temper my tone

Ask for your patience

Until this tree is full grown

 

Anchored to good earth

And spreading each root

Speak water speak sunlight

Watch the branches bear fruit

 

When summer turns fall

I will sweep up my mess

And from it build bridges

To the truths we possess

 

Can we rise to the skies

Shed the old leaves to dust

If the best’s yet to come

Then the rest’s up to us

 

(being human, not a tree,

 is both frightening

………………and wonderful)

 

 

… knot sew smart heap ants paul (may 2020)