here's a little poem that wrote itself while I watered the garden, accompanied by the beginnings of the King of Pentacles in my Embodied Ecosystems tarot deck, who happens to be a tree :")
when i am still or slow
the insects crawl onto me
and i realize they think
i am a plant or tree
which is all i’ve ever wanted to be.
what once felt purely fearful
is now also an affirmation
that the slower i go
the less i know
and the more i am whole.
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