The Stillness of Trees
winter solstice 2021
After the owl has scratched white lines
on the gathering dusk
After the soup the mince pies
the warmth of companionship
after these dry months
After the lit tree
We carry our lanterns into the dark wood
in silence each lighting the way
for the one behind
Make a circle round the fire
taste the lichen gin
make a libation
After this I lean into the stillness
of trees think of the one yellow leaf
holding firm at the tip of the thirteenth
apple tree which I read as both promise
and symbol think of how
persistence and resilience take a yielding shape
trusting in the dying and rebirth cycle
without question think of how hard
this is as human think how much
we still have to learn.
© Roselle Angwin
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