My Roots

My roots were deeper than the roots
of any other tree.

My roots were deeper than the roots that anyone could see.
My roots were deeper than the roots
and I waited patiently,

For him to come and sit with me,
If only for a spell,
To bring me stories from the world,
And secrets not to tell,
Of beauty held and love sustained,
And roots released from the pain,
Of all the dreams I sought to gain,
That never were and never came,
But made forgiven, rendered meaningless,
In his presence, at his kiss.
My roots were deeper than the roots,
of any other branch or twig.

My roots were deeper than the roots,
and he began to dig.ย 

 

 

 

My Roots
by Teri Skultety

 

Photo: Autumn Leaves Strong Roots
Teri Skultety, 2017

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