my sister root

my sister root
calls to me
across vibrant
interliminal
space
electrons wide
reverberant
timeless

together we slide into the rich soil
who cares if it's been months or years
we are always growing together still
intertwining
wefting (weave, from old english wefan, Germanic)*
thrown across, twisting sinuous
whole

when we talk
however long the distance
we discover how deeply we've
continued along, flopping and sloping
across each other's life chords,
nurturing,
mycorrhizal,
the root-weave-mesh
a kind of harp plucking
hum
in gaian dirt
helping the sister root drink



* with thanks to Lauren Raine, Spider Woman's Hands
http://www.rainewalker.com/spiderwoman%20page.htm