Returning to the root

Tao is the way
trees curve
their branches, twigs,
and hang, with
gravity and
     against it, with
     the wind and

     resisting it, bodying
     its blow and
     the pull of earth,
the strength of xylem
and pith,
making their green love

Tao is the way
trees turn,
     away from gravity,
     the sun, their star,
     its photons:
     the bosons its bits

as their holds on each other

Tao is the way trees, deep in dirt and light,
compose a form too fine for the I to see.

From A coat of ashes
First published in The Canberra Times, 30 June 2018