Fire swept through the skies,
fire swept through the earth,
clearing all the debris,
transmuting storms into fertile grounds,
chaos into perfect harmony,
for the tree to spring from.
Roots down to the core of everything,
Roots up to the source of everything,
almost like two trees,
but it’s just the one,
the crown in the heart.
the union of heaven and hell,
roots from each,
creating paradise in the middle.
A perfect balance;
the harmony in which we can thrive,
the harmony in which we can shine,
combine.
it’s neither here nor there,
it’s here and there.
The seed that is the tree,
the tree that is the seed,
the fire that holds the water,
the water that holds the flame,
in such balance that
together they shine,
together they feed the tree.
Split awareness, meeting to become one.
©steve sniukas