Deep Roots


I wrote this in October 1987, while watching North Sea waves crash on the shore of Noordwijk, Holland. Yesterday I stumbled across it and decided to share it…from the perspective of my own deep roots. Love is enchanting, exhilarating, maddening, shattering, and one of the main reasons we have so many good stories.


Graceful willow
Dances with evening winds
All through the long summer

     Wild circles
     Now east, now west,
     Sister to the wind.
     But with the first ice touch
     She drops her leaves
     And stands naked,
     Waiting for her frost lover,
     Who leaves her quickened in spring.

She dances
Until the pain of his leaving
No longer tears her core.

     All summer she dances,
     And when his touch
     Draws her back
     To icy embrace,
     She sheds her summer frock
     And waits, quivering.

Do not weep
For her endless dance.
Her roots are deep.
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2 comments for “Deep Roots

  1. Judith
    July 10, 2016 at 11:25 pm

    How i remember that year, missing you so much as I left WF MT and you moved to Holland!

  2. July 11, 2016 at 10:32 am

    The cold winds and loneliness of that year still sometimes blow over me. I am grateful for the hours of loving, heart-open conversation we had over the years.

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