Reaching for the redwoods Opening my heart in wordless prayer Offering my heart in wordless devotion Asking for the blessings of wood and evergreen needles and branches To wash over and through me To shower me with the ancient grounded teachings of how to best live in this world With kindness With wisdom With reverence With respect for each and all Supplicating myself Knees in the dirt Petitioning these elder tree spirits to sanction me as a beaded turquoise conduit for love For aching beauty For compassionate grace For endless mercy For being a human worthy of honored kinship with the life that surrounds and holds me with such fierce and unbounded generosity and tireless love.