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The Roots that live on

Why do roots stay alive long after the tree is gone? 
When the little one asked this to me, I was busy clawing and pulling and hacking at an old stump in the garden.
I looked around and sighed. All the hard weeds all around the garden were fathered by this one tree.  Wherever its roots went, it spawned stories that entrenched itself like fables and myths. 
Looking back,  I think it would have been easier living with her Than dying everyday,  fighting her memories  Spawning all over Like weeds in an eternally damaged garden.

Revolving Door Syndrome (RDS)

The stories that my mind weaves For me to hold on to memories of you Are finely spun silken strands of time Crisscrossing through the ups and the downs Of our tumultuous universe.
Here I find a wormhole and claw back to where we first met and there the gravity from a distant star Bounces me off the make believe ride And I lose you again
It is not unlike a revolving door That opens And closes Into a room
full of you.