All you yearn for is held in trust
for you.
Press your roots deep
into this loamy earth, drink
from underground tributaries.
Go in and down instead of out
and up. Spirit
is not separation. You are sacred–
your body
the heartwood of the greening tree.
We are Diana
and Apollo entwined, unfurling.
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(It’s been a while since we had a Share-a-Poem Sunday on my Blog. I look forward to reading your poems in Comments. Let your fearless heart speak its eloquent truth.)