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