Hug a Real Tree

Back forth
Back forth
Back forth
to the tree

The Oak that
takes my weight
cradles me
in its embrace

Its roots centred
to the deep earth
just like mine

Don't fall over

Hug the tree
Ear to its soul
say 'thank you'

Thank you oh mighty Oak

(Scribbled in notebook on heath this morning, emptying mind some more after Tuesday night's suicide dream. By coincidence, REM's Everybody Hurts has been playing on a compilation cd of mine whilst I've been transposing this

Hold on
Hold on
Hold on

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