On Love and Trees

I do not travel out of my body.
I do not traverse the world.
I turn my face to my soul,
And dive.

There is a universe of thought.
The void is not a void.
Suns and planets are blimps,
Other emotions.

All floats in Love.
Love is what sustains my life.
A soul with little Love,
Feels small.

I am free to give Love.
Flowing out creates flowing in.
I seek to give Love,
Heal souls.

In the center there is a tree.
Tall and breathing.
Her trunk is dark,
Branches white.

Life sits in lofty reaches.
Body supports life.
Love feeds the life,
Waters roots.

Without the roots life dies.
Roots are acts of kindness.
Feed kindness with love,
Feed life.