Ringing Trees

You are old

You have lived and let go allowing deadwood to fall away

as you sprout in fresh new directions

You shade the place I lie

looking up at your grandfather branches

your baby leaves

and all the lives ringing in your limbs

Winds have bent you

Storms broken you

but you live on

strong from swaying

Rooted firm and sure

you shelter and teach me

I your child your student

adore and admire you

Grandfather Tree

About Jana Faye Moon

Hi there, My name is Jana Moon. I am a healer by trade, training and nature. This makes me a sensitive to the joy and pain in the people and places I encounter. And I am a writer by formal education. I've been gathering in experiences and have been longing to express my reflections on the page. It's been a long journey from the first budding desires to put words on paper to this attempt to do so. I wonder where it will take me . . . I have a website for my healing arts practice: www.MoonHealingArts.com.
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