The River of creation is within you and all beings.
Sitting on the royal throne, you look behind the horizon.
Braiding bright garlands of sacred elements,
you are shaping roots, branches and bountiful flowers,
hanging a new leaf, petal or fruit every golden turn of growth.
Spiral levity of the sap turning sun & moon into life:
from root to crown, you ascend the tube of light.
Now, balancing flower gardens on the roof of your head,
you stand in regal power,
moving with gentle breeze and graceful dance steps.
O Friend, glorious Tree of All Life,
you are Naked Water dancing from earth to sky.
Images © 2007 by Aya