text: Oh may the roots reach beneath the sleeping street
  Station in the riverbed, register what we won’t hear
  May the leaves puzzle out the canopy
  Shake and photosynthesize everything were sorry for
  Into one long breath of air
  May the rings of tanglefoot and fiberglass
  Guard against the thunderstorm, canker worms and climate change
  May the bark rub away the power line
  Bandage over knots and burls
  Commemorate our injuries
  May the hydro workers blade be swift and precise
  May the rope remember all the rhymes for knot
  To lift me up and lay me down
  Bear the swinging weight of love
  May the birds answer carabiner clicks
  Carry off the tiny seeds
  Better ways to be alive
  May it all seem plausible wherever we land
  May we grow