Struggle

Sometimes the struggle

Be so hard, be so real that

When they get it, peace

Sometimes

Sometimes we make it-

Out but our roots pulls back to

Keep growing our souls

Letting go making

Way for bare soul reflections

Seeing me again

Roots, rooted, grounded

Friends, family, community

Homecoming, staying?

circling cycling

Never quite stopping flowing

into each other’s space

Quests and questioning

the end of long Transitions

Play, summer is here

each day may we be

gentler with ourselves, the earth,

and each other. Amen.