Taking Root

I am of you, for you, with you
You are beside me, beneath me, above me
I can’t move, I can only think
Thoughts move me to a warm place
This place is my home
I am home in this place
I feel my soul touching the ground, taking root
I sprout new shoots from this ground
Nourished by rain and humus
Summer may come and dry up my shoots
But my roots have taken hold in this earth

-Margot Cunningham