In Your Arms
What wonder to walk through
a timeless mist settling into time
walk alone through a soft Red Sea
that parts and closes around your solitude
embraces you and holds you close
a child in the arms of Mystery.
From Campfire of the Heart by Noel Davis
I really felt the closeness of this stag horn frond, hugging the rest of the plant and holding it all close. And the veins transporting nourishment to sustain it all.