Kelly J Massey
Rooted
Rooted firmly to the ground
like a massive tree with your arms
spread out wide to receive the sky -
to receive what the world offers
but will your arms receive me?
The leaves in the tree rustle in the wind
and I can hear your laughter,
as you talk about old memories
as you plan for new challenges
and I wonder if I’ll play a part.
The winding curving bark
shows around your eyes
as your dazzling smile
spreads across your face
so natural and wholesome.
You’re so grounded
like the roots of the tree
and yet so free
like the branches that touch the sky
and you feel like home to me.
