After Rena Priest’s “The Forest for the Trees” Split in two slit to ribbons… Have you learned to sit on your words lest you spit into the wind get mud in your eye? The unyielding wind blows back blows down blows up anything that does not support the right of the mighty to dictate what they chose to see or not to see. Never mind what we think We have been taught to stand in dutiful rows, keep our tongues tied in graceful bows, Breathe yourself back to another way of being another way of seeing. Basic laws of transpiration and inspiration: Exhalation of water vapor through stomata Synthesize CO2 and H2O into C6H12O6 and O2 Breath as as cycle. Breath as creation Nothing seized or seizing Nothing forced or manufactured Tree sun breath life Release the poverty within us Like a long-held breath.