Today I saw the most beautiful roots.
So long.
So healthy.
Awaked my soul,
in their own eloquence.
Fed me so much,
made me dread full.
I was so delighted in their presence,
I reached out to feel the notty energy.
Let it flow from my fingertips into my heart.
Wanted to water them;
nourish them with herbs and oils.
Wanted to promote more growth.
More life.
More good.
Wanted them to hang lower; longer.
So pure.
So powerful.
Took years to be so strong.
Roots as deep as Jesus,
some say as old as the first man.