Roots

So my friends today nature gave me this image of two fallen trees. One without roots who died and one with roots who, although wonky, still strives.

Two fallen trees
Two fallen trees

Know thy roots
Know them well
If the storm of life throws you back into yourself
You have somewhere to go
Somewhere to hold onto
An anchor through space and time
Ancestral
If the direct line is pain
Go further back
Keep going until you meet the light
Somewhere along the roots there is light always
If you don’t know your roots
If life has displaced you from them
Listen
Listen carefully
They are there within
Maybe you were given new roots

Either way

Find them
So the storm won’t break you

Outer Hebrides: Connected

Long exposure shot of clouds moving over the bay

My thoughts are scattered here
Like the cloud cover
Dark grey
Anthracite
Patches of blue

Like the landscape
Screefields
Bald patches of rock
On otherwise green hills

Like the crosswinds
Pushing my kayak
Changing onslaught of waves
It’s hard to keep direction

I can’t find a story
Only snapshots
Of temporary manifestations
Whose inherent truth
Is as fleeting as the ever changing sky

But I know
Just know
Somewhere
Within
Outwith
Everything is connected

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