I want to live under an oak.
Gnarly and knotted.
Reminding me that life is tangled
That strong roots keep us grounded
That there is beauty in messes,
knots,
tangles.
That life renews.
The beauty of spring covers the scars.
2 comments:
Love seeing your words flow here again.
Jen
You and I are a lot alike in this regard. xo!
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