Mother Willow
my heart, my tree.
My despair, my self-hate, my worthlessness,
take from me.
Mother Willow
your long branches wrap me,
My hope, my self-love, my purpose,
help me to see.
Like a mother I can only remember,
calming, soothing, swaying, holding.
You wipe my tears and give me rest.
You assure me that this too will pass.
the sagacious bee 