Tree with Roots

Acrylic, collage elements & resin on canvas | 36 in × 36 in

Tree with Roots

You go deep—roots into trunk into branches of oxygen—
so that stem cells of me (more plant than human)
photosynthesize in your sunlit attention.

All green with bud am I (gold with sap),
forming in the space before thought becomes a word.

It is your constant speaking I crave, diamond-etched on my brow.
This parchment scroll I unroll tells me who you are and, by extension, me.
How you hold history (all of me) in a book, the Word made flesh
sustaining this brand-new tree.

Choose this fruit, daily.