Rooted mentally to this world,
my Earthly roots have come unfurled.
I twisted when I should have twirled
some obscenities may have been hurled.
I'm free to wander if need be
what holds me back is only me.
My eyes were closed but now I see
in the forest of life, I'm not a tree.
I do branch out and take things in
but I don't have bark, it's only skin.
It does it's best to keep things within
but in comparison it's rather thin.
My limbs help me wander to and fro
now a tree can't do that as you know.
The things I learn help my mind to grow
but I don't end up with a leafy afro.
Yes I'm rooted but it's a choice I make
and the rules around why are rather opaque
but I'm mentally rooted and wide awake
so in the wonders of the forest I can partake
this write was inspired by the above image, not sure who the artist is but it was posted by a facebook friend (George Baker).