I AM rooted in Love like a giant Oak Tree
A strong blowing gale cannot topple Me
But if I forget who I AM and lose my felt sense of Presence
I’m like a fallen-off branch separated from its essence
Trees have mysteries and secrets they hide
Yet for those who are open they reveal what’s inside
I-spy with my inner-eye
To see through the looking doth satisfy.
Poem and photos by Amanda Solk