Betula
Saplings all over my yard
I reach my heart out
Listening for hers
I can taste her tingle
just by thinking
She opens
says hello
says 'welcome daughter'
we start again
Fearless
in the arms of Mother
and the sky of father Sun
we re-create
I am sweetest
on a warm day
after a deep sleep
I am strongest
with my family all around me.
I am most happy
when there is sun on my skin
and space for me to claim.
I am versatile
but never a pushover
I have my place in this world.
My Medicine is new
and it is old.
I heal the wounds
unhealed by time.
Open your heart, child,
we are all in this together.
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