Because she wants to
Like a bare tree she stands in her naked beauty
Mixed in with the elements raw
Slapped by the wind and washed by the rain
With sunshine warming her bones
She is rooted despite
She is rooted regardless
She lives, loves and breathes for as long as her roots hold her
For as long as nature calls her a daughter, a mother, a crone
Women regenerate often and hard because they have to
In order to sustain life and bare witness to their eternal belonging to
Land and life
Love and loss
Surrender and sorrow
She stands like a bare tree beaten, shaped and twisted by the natural flow of things
But she lives and will bloom over and over because she wants to
Because she is the keeper of it all…the world, nature, land forever and ever
