I know the camphor and the cape chestnut.
I know the fruiting outeniqua and the thirsty cape beech.
I know the milkwood and the forest grape, the spooning alder and the knobbly assegaai.
I know the frog and the earthworm
the piet-my-vrou cuckoo and the turquoise dragonfly.
But I had forgotten how to not-know.
How to listen instead.
Acceptance is in me letting everything I know speak to me.
This is my acceptance.
A gift, a difference.
I can stand like a tree and be me.
Somerset Gift, December 2020
© Victoria Burnett