She knows how insects feel;
“Companion plants” (not weeds)-
They are welcome.
Trees are the ultimate creation:
Bold and firm, yet flowing high up
Their branches in the wind;
And talking with their neighbours
Low down in the rhizomes;
The “plant empath” talks back. She climbs
for like all of us
She is just a monkey-type mammal.
“Anything that happens
To us is meaningful.
Anything the birds do is for play.
Our guts recognise the 10,000 year old grains.
The seeds are alive!”
“Plant Empath” is written by the perceptive and talented Arwen.