The ancient oak is pure power because
it let the cycles of the universe
rot
that which no longer served it.
Hollow,
devoid of attachments that would pull it
to the ground,
its emptiness is a dark
safe space
where the beauty of existence flourishes.
This is what it means to be a wellspring;
to be completely empty
and draw all that is needed
from above
and below.
“With roots set deep into eternity,
Branches that reach into eternity,
And no trunk.
Have you seen it?”
Have you been it?
I say to myself,
give up everything that you hold on to for strength
and then you will be
invincible.