roots + wisdom + grit

the roots of the tree
jut out, rib-like below the
pavement that it is
bending out of shape. above,
the concrete is rough, cracked, torn.

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there’s wisdom to be
seen in the sprawl of the branches,
if one just knows where
to look. (it’s etched into the tree,
watching countless bypassers)

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a fine layer of
grit covers the trunk in spring
and summer; the wind
whips gravel into the wood,
leaving tiny scars behind.

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