Sugar Bush
What is this mystery
that a tree, a totality,
should open its heart,
and share the juice of joy with me?
This spring, this wealth flowing,
the living blood of growing…
how can there be
such life-force to spare,
that, guiltless,
I may share
in this sweetest vitality?
Drink thirsty heart
and remember the sun;
remember the radiance
that shines in everyone.
Savor this alchemy,
this sacred outflow,
nectar compounded
of warmth and of snow,
refreshing the spirit
beyond what we can know
in the fountain, the source
of all sweet cordiality.
© Tamara Rasmussen 2018