Spaciousness

imagine
you are a seed
of infinite capacity

first a seedling
a twig
a young tree
more mature
grand, ancient, huge

squirrels' homes
birds' nests
perches
owls
1000's of insects
and burrowing creatures

shelter from the storm
breaking the wind
clothes hanging to dry on the branches
shade from the sun,
for the toadstools
the moss
the child
the snow

leaves by the bushel drop every year to grow the soil
to feed, to feed, to feed...all that walk the earth

and mulch the ground,
hide the mouse,
feed the worms...
bark for beetles to hide
and lay eggs

gestures of grace
against the sky,
a swing for the child

1000 years of this and more
then one day
a saw comes
and your towering ton falls heaving
to the ground
and they take you apart and apart and apart
and even grind you into dust

you become tables and chairs and beds and crutches
for soldiers who've just lost a leg,
and houses that shelter
new born babies
in your crib
on your floor,
your cradle

your toys, your blocks, your sandbox
and spoons in the kitchen to mix the oatmeal

you fuel the fire to warm the toes and light the night
and share your golden flames
and turn to smoke that floats up and out to the sky, the clouds, my breath

as eyes that watch
sing  songs with friends in a circle
holding hands
 all around
 you

the ashes made into soap
to wash the pots and child's clothes
and hands
that rinse into the river and flow and join
the Spaciousness,
the Love,
the Seed
that Is
all
that ever Is

imagine
You
are a seed
of Infinite Capacity

Imagine
You
are
Love

Only
Love

and everything you see

Only
Love