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
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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.
