{take root}

take root Rudiments
Of me.
Bulky & thick beginning
Jumble clustered
Smash pressed in between the necessity of now and the unknown.
Sideways, I stammer.
A battle of worlds rage.
Contentment.  Appeal.  Productivity.
Self. Self. Self.
I am knobby weak.
Undercut with doubt, I muster focus on my beginnings.
Of me.

moss limb

Soft places growing.
Thriving, I touch past.
Tiny places of good.
Yet these unfurled dreams, they wake me.
Rumpled covers are decisions heavy and real.
I run my fingers through life once more.
For second thoughts.
For my Maker's lead.
Self. Self. Self.
Take root grace.
grace take root