Sap of yggdrasil
In ancient Caucasus
Groves among the ancestral eld trees
And druidic overtone circles
Where we came together and
United the tribes
Origin of all temples!
Ovid, yelling , there is a spirit here!
The Gods favour wild trees
Unsown by mortal hand
Have we forgotten Artemis,
Whose menstruation is
The sacred red earth?
Let no axe be laid to any tree,
no branch broken,
no firewood gathered,
no grass burnt
In the name of the Kikuyu people
In the name of Osun-Osogbo!
And all who find nature in their hearts
Tabla peaks of the Cyclops Mountains
under the veneration of vanaprasthas
in Kerala, Rajputana and Pudur
who knew that one tree planted
is worth ten sons
at Uppsala, where Svein offered yew
smeared the trunk with blood
and drove Ingi into Vastergotland
in Himachal Pradesh
lap of the Himalayas
where at rock-cut temples
ecological prophecies were whispered
at the end of the seventh heaven
is a Lote tree, Sidrat al-Muntaha
that marks the boundary where
no creation can pass but Muhammad himself
Beyond the cloud of unknowing,
eternal golden branches!
Fantastic phylogenetic trees!
Axis mundi which is
the spine of my own body
with roots below
and branches that stretch
to ultimate final heaven!
Osiris in the base of the tamarisk tree!
Lao-Tzu, who ate the peach that comes once
in three thousand years and gained
Akshaya Vata, eternal banyan tree
on the bank of the Yamuna,
unaffected tho’ the earth
was totally enveloped by waters,
where Buddha meditates eternally in your shade!
Grassroots movement of nature worship
shuddering out of the moist ground
and into full bloom in the
rolling hills of east-bay!