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.