Sugar in the Roots

Photo Credit Delphina Raven

Monica Meadows, Purcell Mountains, BC, Canada

October 2020

She who is incapable of

Compassionately leaving you

In order to selfishly keep your sugar well dry,

She who keeps your rooted in toxic swamp

Is your affirmation what she thinks of you

Worth measured by what you could do for her

But never mind what she giveth you

For that is not her concern or job

Apathetic that she is

She’s incapable of compassion for you

Nor could you possibly hope to

Extend self-compassion to yourself

That tool called compassion

Becomes a one-way street

Anything that is one-directional

Doesn’t return to bring you

Back to life in the Spring

Rejuvenated

And alive

She who helps you

Return your sugar from the leaves

Into the roots through the trunks

By helping you shed the vampires

Bring nourishment to your weary

Soul

With the living soil

In a teamwork between

Soul and soil

Making beautiful synchronized symphony

When spring comes

Your aliveness is

Renewed

New life is breathed into your branches

Where tender beautiful leaves grow

More beautiful and resilient

Than ever before

Such is real love

That only the emotionally

Psychologically

And mentally

Mature

Naturally

Can bring each other alive

Throughout all four seasons

Perhaps this is why school starts in September

Where sugar returning to the roots

For nourishment

Under the white blanket of cold

The seemingly dead landscape

Sets the stage for the year

Choose carefully

Who

And how

Your cherished

Characters

Values

And virtues

Are being used

This is the time of the year

To set the stage

To make the change

How will you choose

Now that you’ve been

Given yet another chance

Of another

Autumn