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Heman
October 22, 2015
You take your roots
and plant them in my soul,
extending your graceful reach
through my past
and into my future.
You are the midnight mist
filling my open pores
before I wave away the moon;
You are the first dew drop
of the new morning.
You wait for me,
always wait for me,
swaying lightly in the wind;
your leaves rustle inaudibly.
And because your roots run
through the valleys and acres
of my insides,
I keep finding myself
back on the ground
with you,
where I belong.
© Anonymous
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