Rooted Above (Wood Canvas)

Rooted Above by Octavia Simmons 

His jaw is cut from quiet stone,

yet silence germinates a roar—

scarlet, jade, and midnight bone

of petals rising, mind out-poured.

Roots rebel against the ground,

vaulting skyward through the night;

thoughts take bloom without a sound,

veins of chlorophyll and light.

No eyes to blink, no tongue to prove,

just living color pushing through;

a man unmoved, yet breaking loose—

the earth below, his crown in view.