A Tree That Turns Pendant

A tree that turns in a circle of metal,

Roots in the dark and a crown that will settle.

Branches reach out in the old, steady way —

While the spiral keeps turning the night into day.

It stands like the axis that many have known,

Yet spins at the center, alive and alone.

Not only the reaching, not only the climb —

But the long, quiet circling that happens in time.

Wear it for rootedness, wear it for change,

For the path that goes outward yet comes back again.

A small silver joining of stillness and spin —

The tree that will hold you, the spiral within.