communion

go into that dark cave
where all your fears
come alive,
where you are clawed,
mauled and gorged upon
by that one inescapable fear -
to stand alone,

and then,
if you survive,
crawl out and rise,
to stand with me
like two trees
talking through their roots,
never once losing
what's precious to them,
yet dancing in the shadows
of their tree-ness.