To Stew. To Chew. To Lift. To Shift.
Lady Sweetgum:
Censee Of Re-Leaf For Grief
To breathe with Sweetgum is Good Grief made light,
Where air finds its pathway and lifts into sight.
Low in the lungs where gloomp gathers in space,
Sweetgum makes room-there is space to embrace.
Twin currents rise, left and right into one,
Gratitude lifts what Good Grief has begun.
Enter Lady Sweetgum’s amber-threaded tree,
Where round-breath and Good Grief move airy and free.
Her twin-branch lungs weave with Orb Weaver’s fine care,
Setting each thread so the breath clears to air.