Fear turns me into a tree.
Every pruning healed
becomes an eye.
Sunlight plays the leaves,
each a pool of green incandescence,
a window to the heart.
Every wound a hieroglyph.
Each whisper a new chord.
Come inside my radiant dream:
a phoenix fruit ripens unseen.
Yun Wang, author of The Book of Mirrors, is a cosmologist at the California Institute of Technology.
This appears in the March 2025 issue of Sojourners
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