Let my limbs stretch tall

And my canopy spread

Creating shadows of nature’s lacework

For all eyes to see

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Let my roots run deep

Surviving droughts and gales

Reaching beyond the visible

To find what I need

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Let me stand strong

Bowing before force

To remain steadfast

Through the storm

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Let me have grace

In my ordinariness

In the miracle

Of each lead and branch

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Let my limbs stretch tall

A heavenly reach

Of this world and otherworldly

In the same being ~ Caroline A. Slee