Inside I am …
July 30, 2008
Inside I am a tree
I want to spring forth
And grow throughout the nine planes
I know that there are many lands at my feet
Frost lands and Tropical lands
And many will form in my branches
I spread shade far and wide
I filter the light
The hawk waits to hide herself in my branches
She is waiting for my journey upward
To become a canopy separating earth and sky
I wait
Inside I am tall and I will reach
My hands up and from them will
Spring leaves
Leaves of books, leaves of learning
Leaves to sing and rustle all the music
Of my birth
Inside I am a tree.
© image and words June Perkins
Travelling With Le Enchanteur 
very very cool…did you know one of the Native American tribes (Cherokees, I think) called the pages of books “talking leaves”…
Full of thought food. Fran
Wonderful word imagery, how beautiful, how grounded to experience your inner being as a tree – fantastic!
How lovely, June.
Oh, I do like this. Great imagery.
Vi
Being a “tree” person, I so get this. Wonderful!
Love these lines – so lovely:
Leaves of books, leaves of learning
Leaves to sing and rustle all the music
Of my birth
(: thanks everyone, it is really great in the Tholos with Heather and some of this work is coming out of time spent in that space.
I have clearly been in the under world too long. I did read this piece when you posted it June but see that I have not told you how very special this particular piece is. The tree resonates for me to. I see my strength coming from rich reserves in the roots. So perhaps, inside I am the root of a tree.
Simply gorgeous imagery…I love the way you create things, both w words and w images…thank you …