Underground spring,

a place of refuge from the chaos

that has been and still is and is yet to come.

An improbable but deep-rooted spring

embraced by the taproots of mated trees,

twisted, old and resilient in their determination

to survive and sing into being every spring.

And within the intertwined roots,

a safe passage down into the quiet,

the undisturbed, the eternal,

forever generating from darkness that which brings life.