Robert Okaji

Self-Portrait as Root

My full beauty lies beneath sight,
spread below in dark anchorage,
the heft of a life lived in the
underside, thriving in cause and
bound to earth. What is love if not
the slow sip of nutrients rising? I
grip and expand, maintain and
absorb, securing place with
steadiness. From me, you grow.
Follow this thought and return
to its seed near the surface. I am
faith, unhindered. Light, reversed.