I Tap

I tap
deep into the rich soil
remembering
who I am

raised from the ground
the first time
and
every time
helped to stand
braced in the storm
held softly in rough hand
taught
patience
and
allowed
to grow

foot on the roots
hand on the stem
I tap
remember
and
grow
again

~

Words and Photography ©2018 Tanya Cliff ~ to contact me

Posted in poetry & free verse.

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