Steadfast Ballerina

Ballerina

I see you every day

As I walk past with Milo

Your branches in pose

Reaching the Heavens

A certain daintiness

Yet rooted in the soil

The Earth

Mother of Mothers

Autumn glow beginning

Your leaves redden

Excited somehow I feel

Eager for the coolness

The breeze of the Fall

Oh Ballerina

I love you so

Always grateful

You are steadfast

Season come, Season go

Inspired by your rooted, endless changing

Natural and easy

I open to your ancient wisdom

Of steadfast hereness

Through all the coming & going

The Word Made Alquimia