Tag: Prose

trees

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have you felt a tree?

not the bark

or the fleshy inside, exposed

by trauma

have you FELT it?

the hum of the rings

echoing its strength with age

the roots, a tight grip on the earth

nourishing the base

and holding its place

the branches stretching upward

always in pursuit of more

most will physically feel

but will your soul also?

~

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therapy

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the oak doors loom heavy

large gateways to clarity

the therapist will see me now

my turn to lay prone

and stare through the perforated ceiling,

into the light, I begin

a babbling stream of consciousness

the trees providing counsel

when I stop, the wind starts

the leaves rattle but hold on

for every roadblock, a route around

every obstacle, a solution

and when my mind is at ease

and my debt paid

I leave, to experience more

for our next session

~

Photo by Katie Moum on Unsplash