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Rises through the naked trees

ayahuasca artI found this poem that reminded me of Grandmother Ayahuasca. Touched my heart so deeply, tears flowing, heart opening.. the last lines illuminating my life purpose, awakening sacred flow. Click to read my Ayahuasca Poem and see artwork that flows in her spirit.

My Nana Like the Trees by Kim Rosen

My Nana, like the trees,

was well-dressed in her time.

Now she barely wears her skin;

arms and feet and fluids caving in

and breath so thin you can see

to the other side.

Ancient fingers curl at her chin

and tumble off the edge of vagrants words

into the season, like the leaves,

retiring from green

to blaze a naked moment then careen

to earth.


My Nana counts at the edge of time

as thoughts melt into numbers: one to six,

seventeen, eighteen, nineteen, then begin again

like the ancient monk

whose measured chant

at once keeps time

and shatters it.


My Nana chants in the autumn light,

numbers pumped from a distant past

fall from her breath, like leaves

from the tree of a branching soul

that reaches wider, higher still


even s the stuff of time

is strewn below or hangs

translucent from the bone

with no wish but to journey down

on gravity’s verging tide

and something brilliant,

barely known,

rises through the naked trees-


~ Kim Rosen

Beautiful ones. Wishing you a day of love and remembrance. Thanks for sharing this amazing journey with me.