30/08/2021

Oak tree

I watched as the evening sunlight laced 

Shadow patterns across your flank 

And I said,

‘But that is for me, what is for you?’

Sensing the truer half of a clumsy question 

You ushered me closer with compassion

I pressed my head against your bark

Hands on the rough grooves of life lived

A familiar pose.


In the emptiness behind my thoughts you somehow spoke

Shifting the channels of my mind to show me

That yours is;

An unutterable intimacy with all life

And a deep groundedness in the wholeness of things


My heart quickened

And

I was silent