.
Hey Tree
will you dance
with me ?
reveal your story
of how you grew
in this round about
mysterious way
made of folds
and pleats
wrapped like
ribbons of time
around thin air
holding great energy
in stillness
.

.
Hey Tree
it’s easy to believe
you once danced
on these cliffs
mirroring waves
~ ripples and curves
taking the shape
of a body
and mind ~
grain-like muscles
and outstretched limbs
moving gracefully
through space
and time
.

.
Hey Tree
will you dance with me?
sing your name
above the surf
a reminder that
this is enough
this moment
this aeon
as the ocean booms
I trace your bark
full of years
etched with stories
and we spin
into the blue
.

.
Hey Tree
how does it feel
to be anchored in place
witnessing tides
listening to whales
blown by the wind
as you grow
careful and slow
sequestering carbon
harbouring energy?
.
~ are you saving it
for a rainy day
for one final
emphatic display?
or a time when it feels safe
to be yourself again?
move with the rhythms
of the Earth again
let loose your roots
cast your spell
with a shake of leaves
and choreograph
your own
harmonious dance
of life
.
By Carys Owen
.

Tree- Ucluelet BC (Photos by Carys Owen)