The Mother

She stands

sturdy between the rocks

Pressuring for stability

her roots weave around

searching for connection

Glossy leaves glisten

as she holds them skyward

 An emerald jewel of life

forming a question mark over the stone.

(c)  Dianne Turner 2011

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