What We Grow From - The Roots That Hold Us
Roots
hold fast.
Histories, experiences;
we are weathered.
Sun, sleet, wind, rain, snow, parching heat
and yet we continue to grow
as we battle these elements.
Those before us did.
Even in the years they didn't gain
height or breadth
they hung on,
clung to the earth,
looked ahead with anticipation and
a fierce determination
not to be the era
of withering.
Roots,
deep, gnarled, entwined
over the generations.
What is above could not thrive or reach
without what is below - buried by years of
grit and grace.
Tree of Life
October 9, 2025
From "300 Prompts for Drawing"
To consider: What two questions about your family history are you curious about?
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