Bethany Pimm

If a root is damaged will it ever bloom?

This was an important walk for me, the sky was as dense as my thoughts that followed me, I wish as a shadow but they were just as rooted in me as my feet were in the snow and as deep as the roots of the tree I was gazing at. The warmth of my breath reaches the coldness of the air, they say the two cause thunder, yet as I stand here watching snowflakes weigh down the branches of the tree and I hear… absolutely nothing. As I looked at the tree I thought, winter has cast down on me to. Neither of us want the heaviness and harshness of it, but in life choices are taken from us. If a root is damaged will it ever flower?