Juniper

You dreamt yourself as a tree

With outstretched arms

Each limb a branch

You felt the ease of a life without doubt

Accepting every dying twig

As newborn sproutDream of yourself,

Juniper,

Cedar,

Trust in your medicine,

Keep close the memoryColour my sight,

Evening then night,

I am your rumour,

You're my adviceFloret and fable

Reflect the outside

With symmetry

Senses begin to synchronise

Negation will come

But seeds are born to be buriedJuniper,

Cedar,

Trust in your medicine,

Keep close the memoryColour my sight,

Evening then night,

I am your rumour,

You're my advice