Love in the branch,
the rising anchored trunk,
the leaves, blossoms, seed pods.
The wind spreading the gift.
New roots from old.
The birds, the bees, the butterflies.
Everything a link.
Linking love, that grows its arms
around us.
‘It is love alone’ – alone,
but not.
Love is a chain,
the same chain that
flushed your parents cheeks
when they looked upon you,
held you in their embrace.
Love in the branch,
the vine,
giving worth to everything.
To us each.
No life without
this love indwelling,
connecting us to Heaven.
Ana Lisa de Jong
Living Tree Poetry
March 2021
‘It is love alone that gives worth to all things.’
~ Teresa of Avila
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