Roots VIII

Photo by Bruno Pereira on Unsplash

It is your roots that astonish me,
the places underground
that I can’t see.
How your shoots press down
darkly where worms glide like fish.
I can’t see the mystery,
the life that is brewing.
The knowledge of sunlight
coming through pathways
of knowing, of knowing that life
comes from darkness,
from light, and beetles that bore
through perfect tunnels of shade.



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Jane Smallwood

Jane Smallwood

Passionate about poetry; mine is a work in progress. I’m an editor who reads a lot, but when I read in my free time, I don’t change a word. Love to paddleboard!