The ground washes away underfoot
Clinging to the side of the hill
Roots burrow deeply into the crumbling bank
Mother Earth grabs hold
Providing the sustenance needed to hang on
Perhaps even to grow in this unlikely place
Rooting, spreading, seeking the center
Drawing upon the wisdom rooted deep within
Weaving themselves into a mandala of wholeness
Spring comes with the sprouting of new leaves
~Karen Perrell Campbell
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