I heard from our Tree today.

He and She were both

barely speaking to me

forgetting Her root system

all tangled up with Historied trunk of convexly hierarchical

branches of photosynthetic production,

rather than sharing Her permaculturing compost

more naturally and economically balanced.

 

I watched our Tree today

while fading memories of shared Him-Her nutrients,

breathing together,

following our full color spectrum

from light through double-bound dark

absence of presence

springing up summer

and falling down winter,

shared days and seasons and informating species,

riding times’ energetic gravitating wu wei surf edge,

tipping point between past practice of warm v. cold memories

and future’s predicted GoldenLocks intent,

“just right” Earth Day

growing lovely forest dreams

of mutual forbearance and organic porridge sustenance,

and synergetic gratitude,

not so much growling at one another

barking out Golden Rules’ bicamerolling spiral head,

core ring of TaoNowLogistics.

 

Tree therapy for weak-rooted imbalanced ecopathology,

breathing in Him

then breathing out Her EcoLogos wisdom

unweaving binomially out again

embracing His Easter recreation.