Twig

If I be a twig in the vast and unfathomed Tree

of the Whole

let my alignment with my parent branches persevere,

and may I express the leaves, flowers, and fruits

the Tree wills to channel through me,

and may I faithfully perceive and transmit rootward

the Truth that I touch.

If I be a leaf,

let me breathe and feel and transform the forms around me

for the growth and good of my siblings

and the wellness of my Whole

until my form is spent, my materials worn,

and the Tree reclaims my essence

back into Its Whole

when the weather is soon to colden

when wind and rain break my willing grip.